Littell's Living Age, Volume 148Living Age Company Incorporated, 1881 |
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... English as to read English authors with pleasure and profit . One of his favorite books was " Sir Charles Grandi- son . " " The marshal ( says the biog- rapher ) has often assured me how anxious he felt , as a boy , to form his ...
... English as to read English authors with pleasure and profit . One of his favorite books was " Sir Charles Grandi- son . " " The marshal ( says the biog- rapher ) has often assured me how anxious he felt , as a boy , to form his ...
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... English expedition ; of Napoleon from Elba to obtain a con- but although baffled and overruled by his tingent of Portuguese troops to act with military superiors , Sir Arthur managed to the army under the Duke of Wellington . bring over ...
... English expedition ; of Napoleon from Elba to obtain a con- but although baffled and overruled by his tingent of Portuguese troops to act with military superiors , Sir Arthur managed to the army under the Duke of Wellington . bring over ...
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... English minister at Rio , Sir Charles Stuart , undertook to convey to Lisbon . This charter was a triumph for Liberalism . On being apprised of it Sal- danha wrote from Oporto to Sir William A'Court , the English minister at Lisbon ...
... English minister at Rio , Sir Charles Stuart , undertook to convey to Lisbon . This charter was a triumph for Liberalism . On being apprised of it Sal- danha wrote from Oporto to Sir William A'Court , the English minister at Lisbon ...
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... English had lost two ships , and among the slain was Lieutenant John Boothby . He had died fighting bravely as an English gentleman should , and one long , gold curl lay upon his heart , which they did not take from him . Lady Boothby ...
... English had lost two ships , and among the slain was Lieutenant John Boothby . He had died fighting bravely as an English gentleman should , and one long , gold curl lay upon his heart , which they did not take from him . Lady Boothby ...
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... English families . There has been an occasional mixture of Scotch or Huguenot blood in a few families , but not enough to exert any general influence . The population is thoroughly English , and speaks the En- glish language with more ...
... English families . There has been an occasional mixture of Scotch or Huguenot blood in a few families , but not enough to exert any general influence . The population is thoroughly English , and speaks the En- glish language with more ...
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Page 409 - Faintly as tolls the evening chime Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn. Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Page 50 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Page 252 - From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.
Page 110 - There was a severe, worn pressure of thought about his temples, a fire in his eye (as if he saw something in objects more than the outward appearance), an intense, high, narrow forehead, a Roman nose, cheeks furrowed by strong purpose and feeling, and a convulsive inclination to laughter about the mouth, a good deal at variance with the solemn, stately expression of the rest of his face.
Page 254 - WHEN we two parted . In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted, To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame ; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before...
Page 345 - Deh, frate, or fa che più non mi ti celi ; Vedi che non pur io, ma questa gente Tutta rimira là dove il sol veli.
Page 253 - So still an image of tranquillity, So calm and still, .and looked so beautiful Amid the uneasy thoughts which filled my mind, That what we feel of sorrow and despair From ruin and from change, and all the grief That passing shows of Being leave behind, Appeared an idle dream, that could not live Where meditation was. I turned away, And walked along my road in happiness.
Page 253 - The Old Man, noting this, resumed, and said, ; My Friend ! enough to sorrow you have given, The purposes of wisdom ask no more ; Be wise and cheerful ; and no longer read The forms of things with an unworthy eye. She sleeps in the calm earth, and peace is here.
Page 310 - There build we thee, O guardian dear, Mark'd with a stone, thy last abode! Then some, who through this garden pass, When we too, like thyself, are clay, Shall see thy grave upon the grass, And stop before the stone, and say: People who lived here long ago Did by this stone, it seems, intend To name for future times to know The dachs-hound, Geist, their little friend.
Page 209 - HEAP on more wood ! — the wind is chill ; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.