The Irish Quarterly Review, Том 5, Част 1W. B. Kelly, 1855 |
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... object of indifference to me , however , that a play of mine should be produced . When you thought I meant to say this you gave me credit for a greater piece of coxcombry than I was conscious of . It has been the object of my life for ...
... object of indifference to me , however , that a play of mine should be produced . When you thought I meant to say this you gave me credit for a greater piece of coxcombry than I was conscious of . It has been the object of my life for ...
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... object dearer to him than another in his literary career , it was the ambition of attaining rank and fame by his own unaided efforts , or at least without placing himself under obligations to those on whom he felt he had no claim , but ...
... object dearer to him than another in his literary career , it was the ambition of attaining rank and fame by his own unaided efforts , or at least without placing himself under obligations to those on whom he felt he had no claim , but ...
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... object of his life ; the witching , luring , temptress , blinding him to every consequence , and hur- rying him onward to beggary , or to that fame which comes to men of his order as a curse . Warnings and cautions are un- heeded ; the ...
... object of his life ; the witching , luring , temptress , blinding him to every consequence , and hur- rying him onward to beggary , or to that fame which comes to men of his order as a curse . Warnings and cautions are un- heeded ; the ...
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... object of the day . The country about Guildford is so really country , so absolute a contrast in its quietness and extreme beauty to all the common life of these boys , that one felt what a world of new ideas and feelings they were ...
... object of the day . The country about Guildford is so really country , so absolute a contrast in its quietness and extreme beauty to all the common life of these boys , that one felt what a world of new ideas and feelings they were ...
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... object which cannot fail to open a wide field of improvement to a useful and increasing class of our working population . " If this school be successful , and if other Companies adopt the plan of connecting their schools - yet to be ...
... object which cannot fail to open a wide field of improvement to a useful and increasing class of our working population . " If this school be successful , and if other Companies adopt the plan of connecting their schools - yet to be ...
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Страница 574 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird, or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting: "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! Quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Страница 574 - Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!— prophet still, if bird or devil! — Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted — On this Home by Horror haunted — tell me truly I implore — Is there — is there balm in Gilead? tell me — tell me, I implore!
Страница 574 - I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, — But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er She shall press ah nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch!
Страница 200 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Страница 574 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Страница 576 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we — Of many far wiser than we ; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.
Страница 579 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, •An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Страница 579 - Tis enough for us now that the leaves are green; We sit in the warm shade and feel right well How the sap creeps up and the blossoms swell; We may shut our eyes, but we cannot help knowing That skies are clear and grass is growing...
Страница 459 - Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls, Come hither, the dances are done, In gloss of satin and glimmer of pearls, Queen lily and rose in one; Shine out, little head, sunning over with curls, To the flowers, and be their sun.
Страница 201 - O what a glory doth this world put on For him who, with a fervent heart, goes forth Under the bright and glorious sky, and looks On duties well performed, and days well spent ! For him the wind, ay, and the yellow leaves Shall have a voice, and give him eloquent teachings, He shall so hear the solemn hymn, that Death Has lifted up for all, that he shall go To his long resting-place without a tear.