Temple Bar: A London Magazine for Town and Country Readers, Volume 34George Augustus Sala, Edmund Yates Ward and Lock, 1872 |
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... Marry Welsh Horse Wedding , A Wordsworth Impartially Weighed . PAGE 50 453 212 53 . 498 463 84 469 331 69 75 207 80 397 518 412 . 517 240 • 179 • 364 • • 406 • 310 TEMPLE BAR . DECEMBER 1871 . " Good - bye iv CONTENTS .
... Marry Welsh Horse Wedding , A Wordsworth Impartially Weighed . PAGE 50 453 212 53 . 498 463 84 469 331 69 75 207 80 397 518 412 . 517 240 • 179 • 364 • • 406 • 310 TEMPLE BAR . DECEMBER 1871 . " Good - bye iv CONTENTS .
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... marry , which is worse . " " " The one is at least optional , which the other is not , " says Lenore , with a demure but rather wicked look at him from under her eyes . Paul has abandoned the carte ; he has discovered what the word that ...
... marry , which is worse . " " " The one is at least optional , which the other is not , " says Lenore , with a demure but rather wicked look at him from under her eyes . Paul has abandoned the carte ; he has discovered what the word that ...
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... married - what did she say then ? " " " " Pshaw ! " cries he , impatiently , reddening slightly . " What extra ... marry you herself . " Sometimes the innocent wear the pale livery of guilt , by some ingenious freak of nature . At this ...
... married - what did she say then ? " " " " Pshaw ! " cries he , impatiently , reddening slightly . " What extra ... marry you herself . " Sometimes the innocent wear the pale livery of guilt , by some ingenious freak of nature . At this ...
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... married we will not play cards ; I wish you would not be cross to me before people . I do not mind when we are by ourselves . " " I wish you would not call men by their Christian names under my very nose , " Paul answers , in a tone ...
... married we will not play cards ; I wish you would not be cross to me before people . I do not mind when we are by ourselves . " " I wish you would not call men by their Christian names under my very nose , " Paul answers , in a tone ...
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... marry that lame boy ? " he himself overheard her say to her maid . But he went on loving her , all the same , and more and more deeply , the further that space and time removed him from her . " I doubt sometimes , " be writes ...
... marry that lame boy ? " he himself overheard her say to her maid . But he went on loving her , all the same , and more and more deeply , the further that space and time removed him from her . " I doubt sometimes , " be writes ...
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Page 47 - And this is in the night. — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee ! How the lit lake shines a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth ! And now again 'tis black, — and now the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.
Page 46 - The sky is changed! - and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Page 47 - Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye, With night, and clouds, and thunder, and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may be Things that have made me watchful; the far roll Of your departing voices, is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, O tempests! is the goal? Are ye like those within the human breast? Or do ye find at length, like eagles, some high nest?
Page 34 - Had far outgrown his years, and to his eye There was but one beloved face on earth, And that was shining on him: he had look'd Upon it till it could not pass away; He had no breath, no.
Page 323 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Page 45 - My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing.
Page 46 - It is the hush of night, and all between Thy margin and the mountains, dusk, yet clear, Mellowed and mingling, yet distinctly seen, Save darken'd Jura, whose capt heights appear Precipitously steep ; and drawing near, There breathes a living fragrance from the shore, Of flowers yet fresh with childhood ; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more...
Page 39 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Page 523 - In this accomplished lady, love is the constant effect, because it is never the design. Yet, though her mien carries much more invitation than command, to behold her is an immediate check to loose behaviour; and to love her is a liberal education...
Page 324 - But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home : Heaven lies about us in our infancy ! Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy, But he beholds the light, and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy ; The youth who daily further from the East Must travel, still is nature's priest, And by the vision splendid Is on his way attended. At length the Man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day.