Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science and Arts, Volumes 21-22W & R Chambers, 1854 |
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... live together , left him in profound puzzlement as to what her wishes or intentions were . But still they resembled so much the sort of thing that is found in books , that he considered his sister quite a prodigious woman ; and her ...
... live together , left him in profound puzzlement as to what her wishes or intentions were . But still they resembled so much the sort of thing that is found in books , that he considered his sister quite a prodigious woman ; and her ...
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... live again in memory With those old faces of their infancy Heaped over with a mound of grass , Two handfuls of white dust , shut in an urn of brass ! Anon the recorder of the dislimned and evanished old familiar faces summons up the ...
... live again in memory With those old faces of their infancy Heaped over with a mound of grass , Two handfuls of white dust , shut in an urn of brass ! Anon the recorder of the dislimned and evanished old familiar faces summons up the ...
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... live over again the life , which , being dead , yet speaketh - oh , how tenderly ! oh , how search- ingly ! -of auld lang syne . And as he muses , the fire burns the fire that lights up dark recesses of memory , and hiding - places ...
... live over again the life , which , being dead , yet speaketh - oh , how tenderly ! oh , how search- ingly ! -of auld lang syne . And as he muses , the fire burns the fire that lights up dark recesses of memory , and hiding - places ...
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... live unto Him - and the heart - full au revoir is big with promise that the severance is not for evermore . For it is faith as vague as all unsweet ' that man should not retain his individual life , and recognise that of others ...
... live unto Him - and the heart - full au revoir is big with promise that the severance is not for evermore . For it is faith as vague as all unsweet ' that man should not retain his individual life , and recognise that of others ...
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... live in poets ' rhymes ; Yet still , methinks , there are to - day Who would the churlish Charon play , And standing by Salvation's shore , Forbid the Outcast's passage o'er , Pressing the mockery of a claim On some neglected child of ...
... live in poets ' rhymes ; Yet still , methinks , there are to - day Who would the churlish Charon play , And standing by Salvation's shore , Forbid the Outcast's passage o'er , Pressing the mockery of a claim On some neglected child of ...
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Page 306 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
Page 308 - Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung ; Silence was pleased : now...
Page 317 - A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
Page 307 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Page 307 - Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Page 31 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I HAVE had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Page 144 - And, behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the Lord; but the Lord was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the earthquake: and after the earthquake a fire; but the Lord was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.
Page 310 - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way? That for itself can woo the approaching fight, And turn what some deem danger to delight...
Page 308 - And lighten glimmering Xanthus with their rays; The long reflections of the distant fires Gleam on the walls, and tremble on the spires: A thousand piles the dusky horrors gild, And shoot a shady lustre o'er the field ; Full fifty guards each flaming pile attend. Whose umber'd arms by fits thick flashes send; Loud neigh the coursers o'er their heaps of corn, And ardent warriors wait the rising morn.
Page 290 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.