Macmillan's Magazine, Volum 2Macmillan and Company, 1860 |
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Pàgina 3
... least that he pass every jot and tittle of what he sets down through his mind , to receive the guarantee of having been really there , and that he arrange and connect his thoughts in a workmanlike manner . Anything short of this is ...
... least that he pass every jot and tittle of what he sets down through his mind , to receive the guarantee of having been really there , and that he arrange and connect his thoughts in a workmanlike manner . Anything short of this is ...
Pàgina 4
... least , it may be said that there are many passages in the poems of Scott and Byron which fall far short of the standard of carefulness already fixed when they wrote . Sub- sequent writers , with nothing of their genius , have been much ...
... least , it may be said that there are many passages in the poems of Scott and Byron which fall far short of the standard of carefulness already fixed when they wrote . Sub- sequent writers , with nothing of their genius , have been much ...
Pàgina 9
... least tear themselves away from them , are the most truly and grandly human . Add the primary affections , the feelings that belong to the most common and enduring facts of human experience . In recollections of these are the touches ...
... least tear themselves away from them , are the most truly and grandly human . Add the primary affections , the feelings that belong to the most common and enduring facts of human experience . In recollections of these are the touches ...
Pàgina 12
... least , a certain quiet hopefulness , is absolutely necessary . But let even a naturally strong mind catch the contagion of the Blasé , and this spur is gone . The near then satisfies- the near in fact , which makes History poor and ...
... least , a certain quiet hopefulness , is absolutely necessary . But let even a naturally strong mind catch the contagion of the Blasé , and this spur is gone . The near then satisfies- the near in fact , which makes History poor and ...
Pàgina 14
... least , the Industrial Master nascitur , non fit . The Cambridge Industrial School was intended for about fifty boys ; and some- times there have been more than that number in attendance - generally less . The boys may or may not be ...
... least , the Industrial Master nascitur , non fit . The Cambridge Industrial School was intended for about fifty boys ; and some- times there have been more than that number in attendance - generally less . The boys may or may not be ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 162 - O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Pàgina 49 - Praise the Lord from the earth, ye dragons and all deeps: Fire, and hail; snow, and vapours: stormy wind fulfilling his word: Mountains, and all hills; fruitful trees, and all cedars: Beasts, and all cattle; creeping things, and flying fowl...
Pàgina 49 - I have nourished and brought up children, and they have rebelled against me. The ox knoweth his owner, and the ass his master's crib : but Israel doth not know, my people doth not consider.
Pàgina 350 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Pàgina 483 - So let all thine enemies perish, 0 LORD : but let them that love him be as the sun when he goeth forth in his might.
Pàgina 344 - The point of one white star is quivering still Deep in the orange light of widening morn Beyond the purple mountains : through a chasm Of wind-divided mist the darker lake Reflects it : now it wanes : it gleams again As the waves fade, and as the burning threads Of woven cloud unravel in pale air : Tis lost ! and through yon peaks of cloud-like snow The roseate sunlight quivers...
Pàgina 322 - Ben Battle was a soldier bold, And used to war's alarms; But a cannon-ball took off his legs, So he laid down his arms ! Now as they bore him off the field, Said he, "Let others shoot, For here I leave my second leg, And the Forty-second Foot!
Pàgina 8 - Man that is born of woman is of few days and full of trouble. He cometh forth like a flower and is cut down ; he fleeth also as a shadow and continueth not.
Pàgina 350 - Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The trumpet of a prophecy!
Pàgina 192 - Thy voice is heard thro' rolling drums, That beat to battle where he stands ; Thy face across his fancy comes, And gives the battle to his hands : A moment, while the trumpets blow, He sees his brood about thy knee ; The next, like fire he meets the foe, And strikes him dead for thine and thee. So Lilia sang : we thought her halfpossess'd, She struck such warbling fury thro...