Macmillan's Magazine, Volume 60Macmillan and Company, 1889 - English periodicals |
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... true ! " cried the half - caste Ladova , fetching the table a blow with his fist . " As consarns the lady , sir , " said Mole , " set your mind at ease . What's your other conditions ? " sight of his charts and the log - book there ...
... true ! " cried the half - caste Ladova , fetching the table a blow with his fist . " As consarns the lady , sir , " said Mole , " set your mind at ease . What's your other conditions ? " sight of his charts and the log - book there ...
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... true spirit of this girl , which had been bowed a little as I had last night remarked , had recovered its old natural , erect , heroic posture . " Let us walk , " she said . " It cannot matter that the men should see us together ...
... true spirit of this girl , which had been bowed a little as I had last night remarked , had recovered its old natural , erect , heroic posture . " Let us walk , " she said . " It cannot matter that the men should see us together ...
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... true to their wishes . " " We're all quite satisfied , sir , " he responded , with a falcon glance at me under the careless droop of his lids . " We have no fear of your deceiving of us ; " and with a half - flourish of his hand to his ...
... true to their wishes . " " We're all quite satisfied , sir , " he responded , with a falcon glance at me under the careless droop of his lids . " We have no fear of your deceiving of us ; " and with a half - flourish of his hand to his ...
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... true piratical sheer forwards , a run of bow into a knife- like cut - water , sheathing green with usage , that flickered with a sort of emerald sheen to the light of the snow that boiled about her forefoot as she rose to the fine ...
... true piratical sheer forwards , a run of bow into a knife- like cut - water , sheathing green with usage , that flickered with a sort of emerald sheen to the light of the snow that boiled about her forefoot as she rose to the fine ...
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... true as a hair , it seems to me , " he answered . " To what part of Cuba are we sailing , Mr. Mole ? " inquired Miss Grant , in her most natural manner , without any attempt at an artless voice or a face of innocent wonder- ment . " We ...
... true as a hair , it seems to me , " he answered . " To what part of Cuba are we sailing , Mr. Mole ? " inquired Miss Grant , in her most natural manner , without any attempt at an artless voice or a face of innocent wonder- ment . " We ...
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Page 266 - The night was winter in his roughest mood ; The morning sharp and clear. But now at noon Upon the southern side of the slant hills, And where the woods fence off the northern blast, The season smiles, resigning all its rage, And has the warmth of May. The vault is blue Without a cloud, and white without a speck The dazzling splendour of the scene below.
Page 266 - Here Ouse, slow winding through a level plain Of spacious meads with cattle sprinkled o'er, Conducts the eye along his sinuous course Delighted.
Page 266 - No noise is here, or none that hinders thought. The redbreast warbles still, but is content With slender notes, and more than half...
Page 107 - Impatience marked in his averted eyes ; And, some habitual queries hurried o'er, Without reply, he rushes on the door ; His drooping patient, long inured to pain, And long unheeded, knows remonstrance vain ; He ceases now the feeble help to crave Of man ; and silent sinks into the grave. But ere his death, some pious doubts arise, Some simple fears, which
Page 229 - There is a wisdom in this beyond the rules of physic : a man's own observation, what he finds good of, and what he finds hurt of, is the best physic to preserve health.
Page 107 - With speed that, entering, speaks his haste to go, He bids the gazing throng around him fly, And carries fate and physic in his eye...
Page 107 - Thus groan the old, till by disease oppressed, They taste a final woe, and then they rest Theirs is yon House that holds the parish poor, Whose walls of mud scarce bear the broken door; There, where the putrid vapours, flagging, play, And the dull wheel hums doleful through the day; There children dwell who know no parents' care; Parents, who know no children's love, dwell there!
Page 229 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Page 162 - We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven ; that which we are, we are ; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Page 77 - I have remarked that a true delineation of the smallest man, and his scene of pilgrimage through life, is capable of interesting the greatest man ; that all men are to an unspeakable degree brothers, each man's life a strange emblem of every man's ; and that Human Portraits, faithfully drawn, are of all pictures the welcomest on human walls.