The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, 第 32 卷Joseph Rogerson, 1850 |
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... thought of these things , and doubtless did think of them ; but nothing stopped you ! " You did not hear , then , " replied the trem- bling Mauricette . " I said that I thought of my own brother - of Edouard , in whom you find so many ...
... thought of these things , and doubtless did think of them ; but nothing stopped you ! " You did not hear , then , " replied the trem- bling Mauricette . " I said that I thought of my own brother - of Edouard , in whom you find so many ...
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... thought ad- visable to put something more than the massive double gates between the captive and his would- be rescuers , who were still heard without the walls in busy hum , like a swarm of bees impa- tient to get into the hive . She ...
... thought ad- visable to put something more than the massive double gates between the captive and his would- be rescuers , who were still heard without the walls in busy hum , like a swarm of bees impa- tient to get into the hive . She ...
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... Thought is well counselled by silence and night , and imagination no part of her thoughts , but was merely consi- dered as the instrument by which she could afford joy to her dear friend , his sister . But as the moment for action was ...
... Thought is well counselled by silence and night , and imagination no part of her thoughts , but was merely consi- dered as the instrument by which she could afford joy to her dear friend , his sister . But as the moment for action was ...
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... thought , until by sorrow taught : My very prayers to heaven have been with impious murmurs fraught ! I little prized the boon of health , while it was yet my own ; And now my life is ebbing fast , and all my peace is gone . But , Paul ...
... thought , until by sorrow taught : My very prayers to heaven have been with impious murmurs fraught ! I little prized the boon of health , while it was yet my own ; And now my life is ebbing fast , and all my peace is gone . But , Paul ...
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... thought ! And , while resting under the shadow of this dream , its memorial pictures shall be made life - like to us by the accompaniment of solemn music - such as this : O earth so full of dreary noises , O men with wailing in your ...
... thought ! And , while resting under the shadow of this dream , its memorial pictures shall be made life - like to us by the accompaniment of solemn music - such as this : O earth so full of dreary noises , O men with wailing in your ...
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第105页 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more...
第181页 - Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
第181页 - From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me That my soul cannot resist — A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles rain. Come read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo...
第66页 - For they that led us away captive, required of us then a song, and melody in our heaviness : Sing us one of the songs of Sion.
第90页 - Truth is always consistent with itself, and needs nothing to help it out ; it is always near at hand, and sits upon our lips and is ready to drop out before we are aware; whereas a lie is troublesome, and sets a man's invention upon the rack, and one trick needs a great many more to make it good.
第355页 - The path of sorrow, and that path alone, Leads to the land where sorrow is unknown ; No traveller ever reach'd that blest abode, Who found not thorns and briers in his road.
第342页 - They sin who tell us Love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...
第6页 - But now bring me a minstrel. And it came to pass, when the minstrel played, that the hand of the Lord came upon him.
第5页 - And Miriam, the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a timbrel in her hand ; and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dances. And Miriam answered them, Sing ye to the Lord, for he hath triumphed gloriously : the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea.
第5页 - Wherefore didst thou flee away secretly, and steal away from me; and didst not tell me, that I might have sent thee away with mirth, and with songs, with tabret, and with harp ? 28 And hast not suffered me to kiss my sons and my daughters?