The Canadian Monthly and National Review, Volum 6Graeme Mercer Adam, George Stewart Adam, Stevenson & Company, 1874 |
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Pàgina 16
... women and children — from their peaceful homes , which he fired at thirty minutes ' notice , and departed , leaving the unhappy people exposed to the incle- mency of the wintry weather , to lament over the smouldering ruins of their ...
... women and children — from their peaceful homes , which he fired at thirty minutes ' notice , and departed , leaving the unhappy people exposed to the incle- mency of the wintry weather , to lament over the smouldering ruins of their ...
Pàgina 28
... woman ; and when I saw her thin , childish face , her large meaningless eyes , and undeveloped figure , I turned ... woman— a woman - angel , it may be , who might now fill your whole being with the joy of her ripened loveliness ...
... woman ; and when I saw her thin , childish face , her large meaningless eyes , and undeveloped figure , I turned ... woman— a woman - angel , it may be , who might now fill your whole being with the joy of her ripened loveliness ...
Pàgina 32
... woman's loving soul ; and that the childish face might now be rounded into loveliness , and irradi- ated with sweetness and intelligence . But Léon could not imagine such a develop- ment , nor did he desire to do so . He re- garded the ...
... woman's loving soul ; and that the childish face might now be rounded into loveliness , and irradi- ated with sweetness and intelligence . But Léon could not imagine such a develop- ment , nor did he desire to do so . He re- garded the ...
Pàgina 37
... women will deify him , so we stand small chances of success , De Lorme , in either games of love or war . " A good - humoured nod and smile were the reply , for St. Ours was such a universal favourite that all rejoiced in his good ...
... women will deify him , so we stand small chances of success , De Lorme , in either games of love or war . " A good - humoured nod and smile were the reply , for St. Ours was such a universal favourite that all rejoiced in his good ...
Pàgina 68
... women being householders . But the drawing of this hard - and - fast line is at the outset contested by the champions of Woman's Rights ; and it seems impossible that the distinction should be maintained . The lodger - franchise is ...
... women being householders . But the drawing of this hard - and - fast line is at the outset contested by the champions of Woman's Rights ; and it seems impossible that the distinction should be maintained . The lodger - franchise is ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 439 - Do not all charms fly At the mere touch of cold philosophy? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air and gnomed mine — Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.
Pàgina 83 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
Pàgina 94 - Ye whose hearts are fresh and simple, Who have faith in God and Nature, Who believe that in all ages Every human heart is human, That in even savage bosoms There are longings, yearnings, strivings For the good they comprehend not, That the feeble hands and helpless, Groping blindly in the darkness, Touch God's right hand in that darkness And are lifted up and strengthened;— Listen to this simple story, To this Song of Hiawatha!
Pàgina 194 - For we are unto God a sweet savour of Christ, in them that are saved, and in them that perish : to the one we are the savour of death unto death ; and to the other the savour of life unto life.
Pàgina 544 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
Pàgina 205 - Trees, a veil just half withdrawn ; This fall of water, that doth make A murmur near the silent Lake...
Pàgina 81 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours. I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Pàgina 112 - But often, in the world's most crowded streets, But often, in the din of strife, There rises an unspeakable desire After the knowledge of our buried life ; A thirst to spend our fire and restless force In tracking out our true, original course ; A longing to inquire Into the mystery of this heart which beats So wild, so deep in us — to know Whence our lives come and where they go.
Pàgina 206 - ... birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure : — But the least motion which they made, It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man?
Pàgina 80 - Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength...