The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Τόμοι 72-73Joseph Rogerson, 1870 |
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Σελίδα 13
... soul , Delude thee long , I know , Or Life comes or death comes , God leads the eternal flow . Oh , Stars ! ye shine but coldly on our sorrow , Nor will ye heed Affection's urgent quest ; And we must wait till God's sure - coming morrow ...
... soul , Delude thee long , I know , Or Life comes or death comes , God leads the eternal flow . Oh , Stars ! ye shine but coldly on our sorrow , Nor will ye heed Affection's urgent quest ; And we must wait till God's sure - coming morrow ...
Σελίδα 37
... soul of my hero . How could be , who had worshipped Mammon all his life , enter tain for a moment the idea of throwing the god There was no of his idolatry into the sea ? sacrilege he would not sooner have committed . He grasped his ...
... soul of my hero . How could be , who had worshipped Mammon all his life , enter tain for a moment the idea of throwing the god There was no of his idolatry into the sea ? sacrilege he would not sooner have committed . He grasped his ...
Σελίδα 53
... soul cannot resist . A feeling of sadness and longing That is not akin to pain , And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain . Come , read to me some poem , Some simple and heartfelt lay , That shall sooth this restless ...
... soul cannot resist . A feeling of sadness and longing That is not akin to pain , And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain . Come , read to me some poem , Some simple and heartfelt lay , That shall sooth this restless ...
Σελίδα 70
... soul . " The cemetery in connection with the British troops at Scutari . at the time of which I am writing , was well - filled , considering the short period it had been in use ; for , what between the sick and wounded sent from the ...
... soul . " The cemetery in connection with the British troops at Scutari . at the time of which I am writing , was well - filled , considering the short period it had been in use ; for , what between the sick and wounded sent from the ...
Σελίδα 79
... soul which It shows that down below brotherhood of the race . follows contact is one of love . the surface there is an undercurrent of mutual sympa- thy and disinterestedness , let the ripple or the rough- ness , the swirls or the ...
... soul which It shows that down below brotherhood of the race . follows contact is one of love . the surface there is an undercurrent of mutual sympa- thy and disinterestedness , let the ripple or the rough- ness , the swirls or the ...
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Σελίδα 174 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Σελίδα 53 - 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.
Σελίδα 53 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward 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...
Σελίδα 53 - Read from some humbler poet. Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start...
Σελίδα 174 - Was it a mother's, soft and white? And have the lips of a sister fair Been baptized in the waves of light? God knows best! he was somebody's love: Somebody's heart enshrined him there; Somebody wafted his name above, Night and morn, on the wings of prayer. Somebody wept when he marched away, Looking so handsome, brave, and grand; Somebody's kiss on his forehead lay; Somebody clung to his parting hand.
Σελίδα 222 - Fine linen with broidered work from Egypt was that which thou spreadest forth to be thy sail; blue and purple from the isles of Elishah was that which covered thee.
Σελίδα 174 - Pale are the lips of delicate mould — Somebody's darling is dying now. Back from the beautiful blue-veined brow Brush the wandering waves of gold; Cross his hands on his bosom now — Somebody's darling is still and cold. Kiss him once for Somebody's sake; Murmur a prayer, soft and low; One bright curl from the cluster take — They were Somebody's pride, you know. Somebody's hand hath rested there; Was it a mother's, soft and white?
Σελίδα 293 - Barere approached nearer than any person mentioned in history or fiction, whether man or devil, to the idea of consummate and universal depravity. In him the qualities which are the proper objects of hatred, and the qualities which are the proper objects of contempt, preserve an exquisite and absolute harmony. In almost every particular sort of wickedness he has had rivals. His sensuality was immoderate ; but this was a failing...
Σελίδα 222 - See, I have called by name Bezaleel the son of Uri, the son of Hur, of the tribe of Judah : and I have filled him with the spirit of God, in wisdom, and in understanding, and in knowledge, and in all manner of workmanship...
Σελίδα 310 - They are like the troubled sea, that cannot rest; whose waters cast up mire and dirt.