The Virginia Quarterly Review, Svazek 4University of Virginia, 1928 |
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... passed twenty - seven days in the hos- pital . Unfortunately , I am out now . I thought I'd pass out this time , but bah ! this damned body of iron holds on . You have your house and black bread certain every day . Hold on to it ...
... passed twenty - seven days in the hos- pital . Unfortunately , I am out now . I thought I'd pass out this time , but bah ! this damned body of iron holds on . You have your house and black bread certain every day . Hold on to it ...
Strana 17
... passed , America looked on from afar , with some anxiety , much distrust , and more scorn , at what were regarded as fatal errors in the peace treaty , bungling efforts to exact repara- tions , the militaristic policy of France , the ...
... passed , America looked on from afar , with some anxiety , much distrust , and more scorn , at what were regarded as fatal errors in the peace treaty , bungling efforts to exact repara- tions , the militaristic policy of France , the ...
Strana 52
... passed . The " dead vast and middle of the night " had not yet come . Should I not stay out for a few hours in this silvery silent country ? Was not all this beauty about me tangible rom- ance ? Out of dusky sweet thickets were ...
... passed . The " dead vast and middle of the night " had not yet come . Should I not stay out for a few hours in this silvery silent country ? Was not all this beauty about me tangible rom- ance ? Out of dusky sweet thickets were ...
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... passed in this country with very scant notice . There is a picture of Canning in the National Gallery in London by Sir Thomas Lawrence . It represents him at a high moment of his life on the evening of the 12th Decem- ber , 1826. He is ...
... passed in this country with very scant notice . There is a picture of Canning in the National Gallery in London by Sir Thomas Lawrence . It represents him at a high moment of his life on the evening of the 12th Decem- ber , 1826. He is ...
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... passing . Wordsworth always did : " Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting . • " " Longfellow be- wails his lost youth , and when we look for what distinguishes an artist from other men , we usually come back to this freshness which ...
... passing . Wordsworth always did : " Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting . • " " Longfellow be- wails his lost youth , and when we look for what distinguishes an artist from other men , we usually come back to this freshness which ...
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Strana 266 - And the LORD heard the voice of Elijah; and the soul of the child came into him again, and he revived.
Strana 208 - In such a night Did Thisbe fearfully o'ertrip the dew, And saw the lion's shadow ere himself, And ran dismay'd away. LOR. In such a night Stood Dido with a willow in her hand Upon the wild sea-banks, and waft her love To come again to Carthage.
Strana 45 - I will preserve myself, and am bethought To take the basest and most poorest shape That ever penury in contempt of man Brought near to beast. My face I'll grime with filth, Blanket my loins, elf all my hair in knots, And with presented nakedness outface The winds and persecutions of the sky.
Strana 49 - I know more than Apollo ; For, oft when he lies sleeping, I behold the stars At mortal wars, And the rounded welkin weeping...
Strana 211 - Merry Margaret As midsummer flower, Gentle as falcon Or hawk of the tower: With solace and gladness, Much mirth and no madness, All good and no badness; So joyously, So maidenly, So womanly Her demeaning In every thing. Far, far passing That I can indite, Or suffice to write Of Merry Margaret As midsummer flower, Gentle as falcon Or hawk of the tower.
Strana 174 - I have sworn upon the altar of God, eternal hostility against every form of tyranny over the mind of man.
Strana 126 - ... to pour erect into the air a rain of energy, a column of spray, looking at the same time animated and alive as if all her energies were being fused into force, burning and illuminating...
Strana 212 - MERRY Margaret, as midsummer flower, Gentle as falcon or hawk of the tower, With solace and gladness, Much mirth and no madness, All good and no badness; So joyously, So maidenly, So womanly, Her demeaning ; In every thing Far far passing That I can indite Or suffice to write Of merry Margaret, as midsummer flower, Gentle as falcon or hawk of the tower.
Strana 126 - So boasting of her capacity to surround and protect, there was scarcely a shell of herself left for her to know herself by; all was so lavished and spent; and James, as he stood stiff between her knees, felt her rise in a rosy-flowered fruit tree laid with leaves and dancing boughs into which the beak of brass, the arid scimitar of his father, the egotistical man, plunged and smote, demanding sympathy.
Strana 403 - I was carried home. Seated by my fireside, solitary and sad, the following dialogue took place between my Head and my Heart. Head. Well, friend, you seem to be in a pretty trim. Heart. I am indeed the most wretched of all earthly beings. Overwhelmed with grief, every fiber of my frame distended beyond its natural powers to bear. I would willingly meet whatever catastrophe should leave me no more to feel or to fear.