Temple Bar, المجلد 47George Augustus Sala, Edmund Yates Ward and Lock, 1876 |
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... tell the doomed tragedian what had occurred . Talma im- mediately consulted Madame Petit , and she impressed upon him the urgent necessity of absenting himself for the present from her society ; after which sensible piece of advice she ...
... tell the doomed tragedian what had occurred . Talma im- mediately consulted Madame Petit , and she impressed upon him the urgent necessity of absenting himself for the present from her society ; after which sensible piece of advice she ...
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... tell you so openly just what I have in my mind ? I can't help it ! I say what I think to my father , and to our poor neighbours hereabouts - and I can't alter my ways at a moment's notice . I own it when I like people ; and I own it ...
... tell you so openly just what I have in my mind ? I can't help it ! I say what I think to my father , and to our poor neighbours hereabouts - and I can't alter my ways at a moment's notice . I own it when I like people ; and I own it ...
الصفحة 47
... tell me all about yourself , and how you came to visit these wild islands of ours . Perhaps , as the days go on , and we get better acquainted , you will take me a little more into your confidence , and tell me the true meaning of that ...
... tell me all about yourself , and how you came to visit these wild islands of ours . Perhaps , as the days go on , and we get better acquainted , you will take me a little more into your confidence , and tell me the true meaning of that ...
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... Tell me , " she went on . " If you met with your little Mary now , what would she be like ? what sort of woman would you expect to see ? " I could hardly help laughing . " How can I tell , " I rejoined , " at this distance of time ...
... Tell me , " she went on . " If you met with your little Mary now , what would she be like ? what sort of woman would you expect to see ? " I could hardly help laughing . " How can I tell , " I rejoined , " at this distance of time ...
الصفحة 54
... I saw Miss Dunross seated , with her veil drawn and her writing - case on her knee , waiting my return . I hastened to make my excuses . I assured her that I had been careful to tell the servant where to find me . 51 THE TWO DESTINIES .
... I saw Miss Dunross seated , with her veil drawn and her writing - case on her knee , waiting my return . I hastened to make my excuses . I assured her that I had been careful to tell the servant where to find me . 51 THE TWO DESTINIES .
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الصفحة 341 - tis best To use myself in jest, Thus by feigned deaths to die. Yesternight the sun went hence, And yet is here today; He hath no desire nor sense, Nor half so short a way. Then fear not me, But believe that I shall make Speedier journeys, since I take More wings and spurs than he.
الصفحة 346 - I have seen a dreadful vision since I saw you. I have seen my dear wife pass twice by me through this room with her hair hanging about her shoulders and a dead child in her arms. This I have seen since I saw you.
الصفحة 345 - Mourning As virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls to go, Whilst some of their sad friends do say 'The breath goes now,' and some say 'No'; So let us melt, and make no noise, No tear-floods nor sigh-tempests move; 'Twere profanation of our joys To tell the laity our love. Moving of th...
الصفحة 246 - Johnson thought the poems published as translations from Ossian, had so little merit, that he said, " Sir, a man might write such stuff for ever, if he would abandon his mind to it.
الصفحة 342 - Itself o'er us to advance. When thou sigh'st, thou sigh'st not wind, But sigh'st my soul away; When thou weep'st, unkindly kind, My life's blood doth decay. It cannot be That thou lov'st me, as thou say'st, If in thine my life thou waste, That art the best of me.
الصفحة 542 - Far as the eye could reach no tree was seen, Earth clad in russet scorn'd the lively green. The plague of locusts they secure defy, For in three hours a grasshopper must die. No living thing, whate'er its food, feasts there, But the chameleon who can feast on air.
الصفحة 346 - Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears, Men reckon what it did, and meant; But trepidation of the spheres, Though greater far, is innocent. Dull sublunary lovers' love —Whose soul is sense— cannot admit Absence, because it doth remove Those things which elemented it. But we by a love so...
الصفحة 542 - No bee was known to hum, no dove to coo. No streams, as amber smooth, as amber clear, Were seen to glide, or heard to warble here. Rebellion's spring, which through the country ran, Furnish'd, with bitter draughts, the steady clan.
الصفحة 338 - Few writers have shown a more extraordinary compass of powers than Donne; for he combined what no other man has ever done—the last sublimation of dialectical subtlety and address with the most impassioned majesty.
الصفحة 343 - I think myself too good for that calling, for which kings, if they think so, are not good enough ; nor for that my education and learning, though not eminent, may not, being assisted with God's grace and humility, render me in some measure fit for it: but I dare make so dear a friend as you arp my confessor. Some irregularities of my life...