The Rambler, a Catholic journal of home and foreign literature [&c.]. Vol.5-new [3rd] [Vol.11 of the new [2nd] ser. is imperf. Continued as The Home and foreign review]., Том 41855 |
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... looks upon itself as favoured by Divine Providence in a wonderful degree , is never tired of thanking God for its possessions , and is always wishing that every body else was equally well off . But the oddest thing in the world is ...
... looks upon itself as favoured by Divine Providence in a wonderful degree , is never tired of thanking God for its possessions , and is always wishing that every body else was equally well off . But the oddest thing in the world is ...
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... looks more astonished than ever , for he considers himself particularly well dressed , and he knows that the tailor's bill is very large ) " and you are taught to hate me and every body not in your house , and you have dungeons , and ...
... looks more astonished than ever , for he considers himself particularly well dressed , and he knows that the tailor's bill is very large ) " and you are taught to hate me and every body not in your house , and you have dungeons , and ...
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... look at the pictures of ourselves and our creed which the anti - Catholic world is perpetually thrusting into our hands . The world will insist upon it that it knows us and our religion better than we do ourselves . Though we never ...
... look at the pictures of ourselves and our creed which the anti - Catholic world is perpetually thrusting into our hands . The world will insist upon it that it knows us and our religion better than we do ourselves . Though we never ...
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... looks upon a " priest " as a mysterious and inexplicable fact , -a " thing " which somehow exists , with a certain nature of its own , like an apple , an egg , or a lion ; and it no more considers itself bound to explain how it is that ...
... looks upon a " priest " as a mysterious and inexplicable fact , -a " thing " which somehow exists , with a certain nature of its own , like an apple , an egg , or a lion ; and it no more considers itself bound to explain how it is that ...
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... looks and feels so astonishingly like freedom , that none but hunters after mares ' - nests could ever detect the difference . No doubt there are certain points in which a layman is in the position of an inferior , a disciple , or a ...
... looks and feels so astonishingly like freedom , that none but hunters after mares ' - nests could ever detect the difference . No doubt there are certain points in which a layman is in the position of an inferior , a disciple , or a ...
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Страница 239 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.
Страница 239 - But mine, but mine," so I sware to the rose, "For ever and ever, mine." And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clashed in the hall; And long by the garden lake I stood, For I heard your rivulet fall From the lake to the meadow and on to the wood, Our wood, that is dearer than all...
Страница 187 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Страница 182 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
Страница 185 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin?
Страница 461 - As yet shall he remain at Nob that day: he shall shake his hand against the mount of the daughter of Zion, the hill of Jerusalem.
Страница 137 - At last it was suggested that a carriage was much wanted in the establishment; after diligent search, I discovered in the back settlements of a York coachmaker an ancient green chariot, supposed to have been the earliest invention of the kind I brought it home in triumph to my admiring family. Being somewhat dilapidated, the village tailor lined it, the blacksmith repaired it; nay, (but for Mrs.
Страница 157 - ... for some germ of truth, and giving nature credit for an inexhaustible fertility and variety, which will keep him his life long always reverent, yet never superstitious; wondering at the commonest, but not surprised by the most strange ; free from the idols of size and sensuous loveliness...
Страница 240 - She is coming, my dove, my dear ; She is coming, my "life, my fate ! The red rose cries, " She is near, she is near ; " And the white rose weeps, ' * She is late ; " The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear ; " And the lily whispers,
Страница 440 - Therefore said he unto them, The harvest truly is great, but the labourers are few : pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he would send forth labourers into his harvest.