Bentley's Miscellany, àÅèÁ·Õè 39Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1856 |
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... carried with them . Personal genius and personal qualities have alike found an inglorious tomb in the Heracleontic Cher- sonesus . Our own solid infantry , our heavy cavalry , our perfect artillery , the dashing Zouave , the scientific ...
... carried with them . Personal genius and personal qualities have alike found an inglorious tomb in the Heracleontic Cher- sonesus . Our own solid infantry , our heavy cavalry , our perfect artillery , the dashing Zouave , the scientific ...
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... carry him triumphantly into the capital of Imeritia . It has been argued that Omar Pasha ought to have carried relief in a less indirect manner to the besieged of Kars ; but there were only two roads to enable him to do so - one by ...
... carry him triumphantly into the capital of Imeritia . It has been argued that Omar Pasha ought to have carried relief in a less indirect manner to the besieged of Kars ; but there were only two roads to enable him to do so - one by ...
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... , and commerce is only carried on by the surreptitious aid of neutral ports or railways . Russia may well put forward Austria to pave the way for deliberations ! " 10 THE SPENDTHRIFT . A TALE OF THE LAST IN RELATION TO THE WAR . 9.
... , and commerce is only carried on by the surreptitious aid of neutral ports or railways . Russia may well put forward Austria to pave the way for deliberations ! " 10 THE SPENDTHRIFT . A TALE OF THE LAST IN RELATION TO THE WAR . 9.
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... carrying off soldiers and sailors alike on the first grand transit from Varna to the Crimea , and when during one of the officers ' death- struggles his brother - officers were dining in the saloon , only separated from the ghastly ...
... carrying off soldiers and sailors alike on the first grand transit from Varna to the Crimea , and when during one of the officers ' death- struggles his brother - officers were dining in the saloon , only separated from the ghastly ...
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... carry any outward and visible signs of plunder , but I filled my habit pockets and saddle pockets with various small items , as reliques of these famous batteries and the famous town - lasts , buttons , and grape shot from the Redan ...
... carry any outward and visible signs of plunder , but I filled my habit pockets and saddle pockets with various small items , as reliques of these famous batteries and the famous town - lasts , buttons , and grape shot from the Redan ...
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Bentley's Miscellany, àÅèÁ·Õè 8 Charles Dickens,William Harrison Ainsworth,Albert Smith ÁØÁÁͧ·Ñé§àÅèÁ - 1840 |
Bentley's Miscellany, àÅèÁ·Õè 34 Charles Dickens,William Harrison Ainsworth,Albert Smith ÁØÁÁͧ·Ñé§àÅèÁ - 1853 |
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˹éÒ 76 - Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled 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 78 - Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life, whereunto thou art also called, and hast professed a good profession before many witnesses...
˹éÒ 153 - For physic and farces his equal there scarce is— His farces are physic, his physic a farce is.
˹éÒ 68 - It was not her time to love: beside, Her life had many a hope and aim, Duties enough and little cares. And now was quiet, now astir—- Till God's hand beckoned unawares, And the sweet white brow is all of her. Is it too late then, Evelyn Hope? What, your soul was pure and true, The good stars met in your horoscope, Made you of spirit, fire and dew...
˹éÒ 62 - Made and wrote them in a certain volume Dinted with the silver-pointed pencil Else he only used to draw Madonnas : These, the world might view — but one, the volume. Who that one, you ask? Your heart instructs you.
˹éÒ 577 - 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 noontide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measured motion, How sweet ! did any heart now share in my emotion.
˹éÒ 65 - 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.
˹éÒ 65 - 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 locust-flesh steeped in the pitcher, the full draught of wine, And the sleep in the dried river-channel where bulrushes tell That the water was wont to go warbling so softly and well. How good is man's life, the mere living! how fit to employ All the heart and the soul and the senses for ever in joy!
˹éÒ 635 - 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 68 - 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.