The Cornhill Magazine, Volume 47William Makepeace Thackeray Smith, Elder and Company, 1883 - Electronic journals |
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... Edith might now be looked upon as very nearly an accomplished fact . She had en- countered Mr. Stanniforth , it appeared , in the course of her peregrinations , and had - or said she had been given to understand pretty clearly by him ...
... Edith might now be looked upon as very nearly an accomplished fact . She had en- countered Mr. Stanniforth , it appeared , in the course of her peregrinations , and had - or said she had been given to understand pretty clearly by him ...
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... Edith ; but here again he was doomed to failure . Edith sat bolt upright in her chair , looking absolutely blank and not listening to a word that he said , and Mrs. Winnington was no longer to be drawn by that threadbare stratagem . The ...
... Edith ; but here again he was doomed to failure . Edith sat bolt upright in her chair , looking absolutely blank and not listening to a word that he said , and Mrs. Winnington was no longer to be drawn by that threadbare stratagem . The ...
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... Edith ? " repeated Margaret absently . " Why should you be sorry for her ? " " Oh , my dear , " cried Mrs ... Edith's age , it seems hard to be buried down in the country , when all her friends are enjoying them- selves in town . ” This ...
... Edith ? " repeated Margaret absently . " Why should you be sorry for her ? " " Oh , my dear , " cried Mrs ... Edith's age , it seems hard to be buried down in the country , when all her friends are enjoying them- selves in town . ” This ...
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... Edith in remaining unsettled , year after year , as I have done . It is so difficult to see one's duty plainly ! I believe now that what I ought to have done would have been to establish myself in a small house at the far end of ...
... Edith in remaining unsettled , year after year , as I have done . It is so difficult to see one's duty plainly ! I believe now that what I ought to have done would have been to establish myself in a small house at the far end of ...
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... Edith wished her good - night , and gone up- stairs , than a ring at the front door brought her heart into her mouth ; and a minute later the wished - for yellow envelope was in her hands . She tore it open , devoured its contents , and ...
... Edith wished her good - night , and gone up- stairs , than a ring at the front door brought her heart into her mouth ; and a minute later the wished - for yellow envelope was in her hands . She tore it open , devoured its contents , and ...
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Page 198 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
Page 437 - By all the heav'ns thou hast in him, Fair sister of the seraphim! By all of him we have in thee, Leave nothing of myself in me: Let me so read thy life that I Unto all life of mine may die.
Page 564 - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Page 199 - To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth, Of all sweet sounds the life and element!
Page 176 - Where the thin harvest waves its wither'd ears; Rank weeds, that every art and care defy, Reign o'er the land and rob the blighted rye : There thistles stretch their prickly arms afar, And to the ragged infant threaten war...
Page 670 - I have of late— but wherefore I know not— lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Page 198 - A pleasure in the dimness of the stars. And hark! the Nightingale begins its song, "Most musical, most melancholy" bird! A melancholy bird? Oh! idle thought! In Nature there is nothing melancholy. But some night-wandering man whose heart was pierced With the remembrance of a grievous wrong, Or slow distemper, or neglected love, (And so, poor wretch!
Page 437 - O thou undaunted daughter of desires ! By all thy dower of lights and fires; By all the eagle in thee, all the dove; By all thy lives and deaths of love...
Page 216 - ... and mystery, guard her shrine, I saw Beauty enthroned; and though her gaze struck awe, I drew it in as simply as my breath.
Page 192 - Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath...