Bentley's Miscellany, àÅèÁ·Õè 39Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1856 |
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... feeling many are prone , with too much pro- bability in their favour , to attribute the neglect experienced by the brave General Williams and his coadjutors at the hands of the ambassador and the military authorities . After remedying ...
... feeling many are prone , with too much pro- bability in their favour , to attribute the neglect experienced by the brave General Williams and his coadjutors at the hands of the ambassador and the military authorities . After remedying ...
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... feelings excited by perusing the realities of war as depicted by an English lady - a soldier's wife - Mrs . Henry Duberly . The meek confidence in what is right , the unaffected sympathy for all that is good , the pure love of nature ...
... feelings excited by perusing the realities of war as depicted by an English lady - a soldier's wife - Mrs . Henry Duberly . The meek confidence in what is right , the unaffected sympathy for all that is good , the pure love of nature ...
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... Feeling very far from well , I decided on remaining quietly on board ship to - day ; but on looking through my stern cabin windows , at eight o'clock , I saw my horse saddled and waiting on the beach , in charge of our soldier - servant ...
... Feeling very far from well , I decided on remaining quietly on board ship to - day ; but on looking through my stern cabin windows , at eight o'clock , I saw my horse saddled and waiting on the beach , in charge of our soldier - servant ...
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... feeling does honour to the old general . What a vehement fire ! and all directed on the one spot . Two rockets in quick succession are gone up , and a moment after comes the third . Presently the slope of the Mamelon is covered with men ...
... feeling does honour to the old general . What a vehement fire ! and all directed on the one spot . Two rockets in quick succession are gone up , and a moment after comes the third . Presently the slope of the Mamelon is covered with men ...
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... feeling was absorbed in one universal consternation . Addle - street , Old Jewry , Garlick - hill , Great St. Thomas Apostle , all the lanes and rows , all the holes and corners in the City of London , poured forth their loud - voiced ...
... feeling was absorbed in one universal consternation . Addle - street , Old Jewry , Garlick - hill , Great St. Thomas Apostle , all the lanes and rows , all the holes and corners in the City of London , poured forth their loud - voiced ...
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˹éÒ 78 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
˹éÒ 579 - The City's voice itself is soft like Solitude's. I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple sea-weeds strown; I see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-showers, thrown; I sit upon the sands alone — The lightning of the noon-tide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measured motion, How sweet! did any heart now share in my emotion.
˹éÒ 155 - For physic and farces his equal there scarce is— His farces are physic, his physic a farce is.
˹éÒ 67 - Oh, our manhood's prime vigour ! no spirit feels waste, Not a muscle is stopped in its playing, nor sinew unbraced. Oh, the wild joys of living! the leaping from rock up to rock — The strong rending of boughs from the fir-tree, — the cool silver shock Of the plunge in a pool's living water, — the hunt of the bear, And the sultriness showing the lion is couched in his lair. And the meal — the rich dates — yellowed over with gold dust divine, And the...
˹éÒ 637 - His glowing cheeks, his ardent eyes; And while he heaven and earth defied Changed his hand, and checked his pride. He chose a mournful Muse Soft pity to infuse : He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate, And weltering in his blood...
˹éÒ 70 - No, indeed ! for God above Is great to grant, as mighty to make, And creates the love to reward the love, — I claim you still, for my own love's sake ! Delayed it may be for more lives yet, Thro' worlds I shall traverse, not a few — Much is to learn and much to forget Ere the time be come for taking you.
˹éÒ 253 - I read, before my eyelids dropt their shade, 'The Legend of Good Women,' long ago Sung by the morning star of song, who made His music heard below; Dan Chaucer, the first warbler, whose sweet breath Preluded those melodious bursts that fill The spacious times of great Elizabeth With sounds that echo still. And, for a while, the knowledge of his art Held me above the subject, as strong gales Hold swollen clouds from raining, tho' my heart, Brimful of those wild tales, Charged both mine eyes with tears.
˹éÒ 67 - And I first played the tune all our sheep know, as, one after one, So docile they come to the pen-door till folding be done. They are white and untorn by the bushes, for lo, they have fed Where the long grasses stifle the water within the stream's bed; And now one after one seeks its lodging, as star follows star Into eve and the blue far above us, - so blue and so far!
˹éÒ 318 - And thou, too, whosoe'er thou art, That readest this brief psalm, As one by one thy hopes depart Be resolute and calm. O fear not in a world like this, And thou shalt know ere long, Know how sublime a thing it is To suffer and be strong.
˹éÒ 257 - I TAKE unceasing delight in Chaucer. His manly cheerfulness is especially delicious to me in my old age.* How exquisitely tender he is, and yet how perfectly free from the least touch of sickly melancholy or morbid drooping...