Eliza Cook's journal, 第 11 卷 |
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... round sharp corners , and in at opened doors , the wind was sweeping , driving in its headlong course all things before it , dashing away the heavy rain which poured in dull torrents from those dark clouds , or catch- ing it upwards for ...
... round sharp corners , and in at opened doors , the wind was sweeping , driving in its headlong course all things before it , dashing away the heavy rain which poured in dull torrents from those dark clouds , or catch- ing it upwards for ...
第 2 頁
... round , and looking in the speaker's face answered kindly . " The Valentine ! No , my girl ; there are no tidings of the Valentine yet . " Her hand still held her arm : he felt the thrill that ran through her whole frame as he spoke ...
... round , and looking in the speaker's face answered kindly . " The Valentine ! No , my girl ; there are no tidings of the Valentine yet . " Her hand still held her arm : he felt the thrill that ran through her whole frame as he spoke ...
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... round of the trade , " but no book- The work went seller of any standing would entertain the idea of publish- ing it . At last , after great difficulty , Miss Martineau succeeded in inducing a comparatively unknown publisher to usher ...
... round of the trade , " but no book- The work went seller of any standing would entertain the idea of publish- ing it . At last , after great difficulty , Miss Martineau succeeded in inducing a comparatively unknown publisher to usher ...
第 16 頁
... round Hope's tomb ! ELEANOR DARBY . ENGLISH LOVE OF SPORT . The love of sport is a feeling inherent in most English- men , and whether in the chase , or with the rod or gun , they far excel all other nations . In fact , the definition ...
... round Hope's tomb ! ELEANOR DARBY . ENGLISH LOVE OF SPORT . The love of sport is a feeling inherent in most English- men , and whether in the chase , or with the rod or gun , they far excel all other nations . In fact , the definition ...
第 19 頁
... round thy little finger ; And thy lips , my little lamb , Sweetly pout in mirthful flashes , Especially when bread and jam Have fringed them with superb moustaches . Sunny , funny , Caroline , What a merry life is thine ! Ever eating ...
... round thy little finger ; And thy lips , my little lamb , Sweetly pout in mirthful flashes , Especially when bread and jam Have fringed them with superb moustaches . Sunny , funny , Caroline , What a merry life is thine ! Ever eating ...
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第 126 頁 - Truly the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun...
第 279 頁 - I REQUIRE and charge you both, as ye will answer at the dreadful day of judgment when the secrets of all hearts shall be disclosed, that if either of you know any impediment, why ye may not be lawfully joined together in Matrimony, ye do now confess it. For be ye well assured, that so many as are coupled together otherwise than God's Word doth allow are not joined together by God; neither is their Matrimony lawful.
第 254 頁 - Oh, God ! that horrid, horrid dream Besets me now awake ! Again — again, with dizzy brain, The human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmer's at the stake. " And still no peace for the restless clay, Will wave or mould allow ; The horrid thing pursues my soul, — It stands before me now ! " The fearful Boy looked up, and saw Huge drops upon his brow.
第 254 頁 - With breathless speed, like a soul in chase, I took him up and ran ; There was no time to dig a grave Before the day began, — In a lonesome wood, with heaps of leaves, I hid the...
第 254 頁 - O God, it made me quake to see Such sense within the slain ! But when I touched the lifeless clay, The blood gushed out amain ! For every clot, a burning spot Was scorching in my brain ! " My head was like an ardent coal, My heart as solid ice ; My wretched, wretched soul, I knew, Was at the devil's price : A dozen times I...
第 254 頁 - Nothing but lifeless flesh and bone, That could not do me ill ; And yet I feared him all the more, For lying there so still : There was a manhood in his look, That murder could not kill ! " And lo ! the universal air Seemed lit with ghastly flame — Ten thousand thousand dreadful eyes Were looking down in blame...
第 254 頁 - One stern tyrannic thought, that made All other thoughts its slave ; Stronger and stronger every pulse Did that temptation crave, — Still urging me to go and see The Dead Man in his grave...
第 128 頁 - An insect with eleven legs is swimming in your teacup, a nondescript with nine wings is struggling in the small beer, or a caterpillar with several dozen eyes in his belly is hastening over the bread and butter ! All nature is alive, and seems to be gathering all her entomological hosts to eat you up, as you are standing, out of your coat, waistcoat, and breeches.
第 254 頁 - I took the dreary body up, And cast it in a stream, — A sluggish water, black as ink, The depth was so extreme : — My gentle Boy, remember this Is nothing but a dream ! " Down went the corse with a hollow plunge, And...
第 67 頁 - Further, the town, which drove a great trade in salted pork at the time, had a killing-place not thirty yards from the school-door, where from eighty to a hundred pigs used sometimes to die for the general good in a single day ; and it was a great matter to hear, at occasional intervals, the roar of death outside rising high over the general murmur within ; or to be told by some comrade, returned from his five minutes?