Macmillan's Magazine, เล่มที่ 44Macmillan and Company, 1881 |
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... don't know about your going alone to the house of a handsome bachelor . He has been married - but so long ago ! " Isabel stared . " When Mr. Osmond is away , what does it matter ? " see . 66 They don't know he is away , you " They ...
... don't know about your going alone to the house of a handsome bachelor . He has been married - but so long ago ! " Isabel stared . " When Mr. Osmond is away , what does it matter ? " see . 66 They don't know he is away , you " They ...
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... don't think I am worth it . I don't learn quickly enough , and I For what I am have got no memory . told , yes - especially when it is pleas- ant ; but not for what I learn in a book . There was a young girl , who was my best friend ...
... don't think I am worth it . I don't learn quickly enough , and I For what I am have got no memory . told , yes - especially when it is pleas- ant ; but not for what I learn in a book . There was a young girl , who was my best friend ...
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... don't mind anything you can say now - I don't feel it . The cruellest things you could think of would be mere pin - pricks . After what you have done I shall never feel any- thing . I mean anything but that . That I shall feel all my ...
... don't mind anything you can say now - I don't feel it . The cruellest things you could think of would be mere pin - pricks . After what you have done I shall never feel any- thing . I mean anything but that . That I shall feel all my ...
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... don't mind anything you can say now - I don't feel it . The cruellest things you could think of would be mere pin - pricks . After what you have done I shall never feel any- thing . I mean anything but that . That I shall feel all my ...
... don't mind anything you can say now - I don't feel it . The cruellest things you could think of would be mere pin - pricks . After what you have done I shall never feel any- thing . I mean anything but that . That I shall feel all my ...
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... don't know . She seemed to think she had not seen Europe thoroughly . " " I am glad you tell me that , " Isabel said . " I must prepare for her . " Mr. Goodwood fixed his eyes for a moment on the floor ; then at last , raising them ...
... don't know . She seemed to think she had not seen Europe thoroughly . " " I am glad you tell me that , " Isabel said . " I must prepare for her . " Mr. Goodwood fixed his eyes for a moment on the floor ; then at last , raising them ...
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Macmillan's Magazine, เล่มที่ 58 David Masson,George Grove,John Morley,Mowbray Morris มุมมองทั้งเล่ม - 1888 |
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หน้า 179 - No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
หน้า 135 - But he turned, and rebuked them, and said, Ye know not what manner of spirit ye are of. For the Son of man is not come to destroy men's lives, but to save them.
หน้า 38 - As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this grey spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
หน้า 217 - Next Marlowe, bathed in the Thespian springs, Had in him those brave translunary things That the first poets had ; his raptures were All air and fire, which made his verses clear ; For that fine madness still he did retain Which rightly should possess a poet's brain.
หน้า 232 - PREDESTINATION to Life is the everlasting purpose of God, whereby (before the foundations of the world were laid) he hath constantly decreed by his counsel secret to us, to deliver from curse and damnation those whom he hath chosen in Christ out of mankind, and to bring them by Christ to everlasting salvation, as vessels made to honour.
หน้า 219 - This spiritual Love acts not nor can exist Without Imagination, which, in truth, Is but another name for absolute power And clearest insight, amplitude of mind, And Reason in her most exalted mood.
หน้า 230 - THERE is but one only living and true God ; who is infinite in being and perfection, a most pure spirit, invisible, without body, parts, or passions, immutable, immense, eternal, incomprehensible, almighty, most wise, most holy, most free, most absolute, working all things according to the counsel of his own immutable and most righteous will...
หน้า 100 - Christ did truly rise again from death, and took again his body, with flesh, bones, and all things appertaining to the perfection of Man's nature ; wherewith he ascended into Heaven, and there sitteth, until he return to judge all Men at the last day.
หน้า 138 - The whole strange purpose of their lives, to find Or make an enemy of all mankind! Not one looks backward, onward still he goes, Yet ne'er looks forward further than his nose.
หน้า 37 - DEEP on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapour goes : May my soul follow soon ! The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord : Make Thou my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year That in my bosom lies. As these white robes are...