Temple Bar: A London Magazine for Town and Country Readers, Volume 34George Augustus Sala, Edmund Yates Ward and Lock, 1872 |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 81
Page 4
... young man , coolly . " Internally , we may be conscious of how distasteful to , and dissimilar from , each other we are ; but outwardly , we are rather suitable . " " I do not see it " ( very icily ) . " Miss Lenore " ( turning round ...
... young man , coolly . " Internally , we may be conscious of how distasteful to , and dissimilar from , each other we are ; but outwardly , we are rather suitable . " " I do not see it " ( very icily ) . " Miss Lenore " ( turning round ...
Page 5
... young man ( making use of an audacious figure ) , " all the rest of your life . Need you have grudged me my miserable half - hour's innings ? " Again Lenore glances hurriedly across ; still he is not thinking of her . She looks at ...
... young man ( making use of an audacious figure ) , " all the rest of your life . Need you have grudged me my miserable half - hour's innings ? " Again Lenore glances hurriedly across ; still he is not thinking of her . She looks at ...
Page 7
... young woman who never stops smiling is Miss Webster ; we call her the savoury omelette , ' because she is so green and yellow ! Does not she smile ? -it makes one's face ache to look at her . " Paul laughs . " Paul , if you jilt me ...
... young woman who never stops smiling is Miss Webster ; we call her the savoury omelette , ' because she is so green and yellow ! Does not she smile ? -it makes one's face ache to look at her . " Paul laughs . " Paul , if you jilt me ...
Page 12
... young man's forehead . " It must have been almost better than the barmaid , " he says , grimly , turning away . Meanwhile , the ingenious troupe , still at fault for the right word , have hit upon another wrong one- “ Wet . ” " You ...
... young man's forehead . " It must have been almost better than the barmaid , " he says , grimly , turning away . Meanwhile , the ingenious troupe , still at fault for the right word , have hit upon another wrong one- “ Wet . ” " You ...
Page 13
... young man , raising himself from his kneeling posture , and growing rather white under these amenities , “ because I have a benighted idea that when you go to other people's houses you should conform to their amusements , and not ...
... young man , raising himself from his kneeling posture , and growing rather white under these amenities , “ because I have a benighted idea that when you go to other people's houses you should conform to their amusements , and not ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
Aldersgate Street Alfred de Vigny answer arms asked Aunt Emma Beaudesert beautiful better Brougham called cheeks child church Covent Garden cries dance dear door dream Esther exclaimed eyes face feel Felix Mendelssohn France Fred friends garden George girl give hand happy head heard heart heaven Herr Pemsel honour Jemima Kate Kate's King knew Lady Rose Lanfrey laughing Lenore lived look Lord Lorton Madame Maggie Major Rivers manner marriage married mean mind Miss Napoleon never night once organist passed passion Paul poet political poor Puddle Dock Raymond Redestone replies RHODA BROUGHTON round Scrope seemed Shelley silence sister smile soul speak stood Street sure talk talking animal tears tell TEMPLE BAR Theobald thing thought Titine told turned Virgil voice Voltaire walked wife wish woman words write young
Popular passages
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.