The Living Age, Band 265Living Age Company, 1910 |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Ada Negri asked Batterbee beautiful birds Bohemia British called Chantecler character Charlotte Brontë China Chisholm church color CORNHILL MAGAZINE Divina doubt election Elektra English eyes face feeling garden girl Government Graham Steele hand Hauksgarth head heart Hermanby House of Commons House of Lords interest Irish Japan John labor lady land less Liberal LIVING AGE looked Manchuria means mediæval ment mind morning Nanna Nasshiter nation nature never once PALL MALL MAGAZINE party passed Peers play poem political Prague railway reform Rowton House Russia Scott seemed sense side Silence Silver sion sleep South Manchurian Railway spirit stood story sure tell thee thing thought tion took Tory tree turned villa voice vote Whinnery whole woman women words write young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 545 - Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
Seite 391 - O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests, and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out ev'n to the edge of doom.
Seite 397 - And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since, spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes: And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.
Seite 504 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Seite 93 - We know what Master laid thy keel, What Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel, Who made each mast, and sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge, and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!
Seite 181 - I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry : be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny.
Seite 570 - And I think, in the lives of most women and men, There's a moment when all would go smooth and even, If only the dead could find out when To come back, and be forgiven.
Seite 197 - Of witches' spells, of warriors' arms ; Of patriot battles, won of old By Wallace wight and Bruce the bold; Of later fields of feud...
Seite 110 - SAVAGE I was sitting in my house, late, lone : Dreary, weary with the long day's work : Head of me, heart of me, stupid as a stone : Tongue-tied now, now blaspheming like a Turk ; When, in a moment, just a knock, call, cry, Half a pang and all a rapture, there again were we ! — " What, and is it really you again ? " quoth I : " I again, what else did you expect ?
Seite 208 - I have been watching it, — it fascinates my eye, it never stops — page after page is finished and thrown on that heap of MS., and still it goes on unwearied, — and so it will be till candles are brought in, and God knows how long after that. It is the same every night, I can't stand the sight of it, when I am not at my books.