Murray's Magazine, Volume 7John Murray, 1890 - English literature |
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... passed him on the arm of some gay youth or other , which afforded her much gratification . " You make that poor man waste a great deal of valuable time , " Laura ( who was not herself overburdened with admirers , and consequently had ...
... passed him on the arm of some gay youth or other , which afforded her much gratification . " You make that poor man waste a great deal of valuable time , " Laura ( who was not herself overburdened with admirers , and consequently had ...
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... passed the age of change ; and this , I think , I may say for myself , that if you will intrust your future happiness to me you will not regret it . " Marcia was considerably taken aback . She had not expected Mr. Brett to make his ...
... passed the age of change ; and this , I think , I may say for myself , that if you will intrust your future happiness to me you will not regret it . " Marcia was considerably taken aback . She had not expected Mr. Brett to make his ...
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... passed rapidly through her mind , but were not legible upon her face , because she had promptly cast herself into the arms of her friend ; and by the time that the embracings were over she had recovered her outward serenity sufficiently ...
... passed rapidly through her mind , but were not legible upon her face , because she had promptly cast herself into the arms of her friend ; and by the time that the embracings were over she had recovered her outward serenity sufficiently ...
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... passed away , and on the eve of the day appointed for the double wedding the two girls renewed the vow of eternal friendship which they had exchanged at school , promising that in the future , as in the past , they would tell one ...
... passed away , and on the eve of the day appointed for the double wedding the two girls renewed the vow of eternal friendship which they had exchanged at school , promising that in the future , as in the past , they would tell one ...
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... passed away without leaving any of the indelible traces by which the countenances of nervous persons are so often scored ; she certainly did not look her age , and there seemed to be ground for hope that she had still many years of ...
... passed away without leaving any of the indelible traces by which the countenances of nervous persons are so often scored ; she certainly did not look her age , and there seemed to be ground for hope that she had still many years of ...
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Page 210 - Is not a patron, my Lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water," and when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help ? The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind ; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it ; till I am solitary, and cannot impart it ; till I am known, and do not want it.
Page 209 - Seven years, My Lord, have now passed since I waited in your outward rooms or was repulsed from your door, during which time I have been pushing on my work through difficulties of which it is useless to complain, and have brought it at last to the verge of publication without one act of assistance, one word of encouragement, or one smile of favour.
Page 820 - Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brush-wood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England — now...
Page 660 - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new ; That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...
Page 308 - Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report ; if there be any virtue, if there be any praise, think on these things.
Page 300 - ... of equalling with them any other of their contemporaries; — either Coleridge, poet and philosopher wrecked in a mist of opium; or Shelley, beautiful and ineffectual angel, beating in the void his luminous wings in vain. Wordsworth and Byron stand out by themselves. When the year 1900 is turned, and our nation comes to recount her poetic glories in the century which has then just ended, the first names with her will be these.
Page 208 - ... nothing will supply the want of prudence; and that negligence and irregularity, long continued, will make knowledge useless, wit ridiculous, and genius contemptible.
Page 291 - Who could resist the charm of that spiritual apparition, gliding in the dim afternoon light through the aisles of St. Mary's, rising into the pulpit, and then, in the most entrancing of voices, breaking the silence with words and thoughts which were a religious music, - subtle, sweet, mournful?
Page 305 - Far, far from here, The Adriatic breaks in a warm bay Among the green Illyrian hills ; and there The sunshine in the happy glens is fair, And by the sea, and in the brakes. The grass is cool, the sea-side air Buoyant and fresh, the mountain flowers More virginal and sweet than ours.
Page 284 - One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake.