Tinsley's Magazine, Volume 27Tinsley Brothers, 1880 - English fiction |
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... walk , but I was so tired to - day . ' ' I am glad you came by this train , ' says Clare cordially , for she thinks her new friend's voice as pleasant as her face . And I'm glad too , ' replies the other , ' for I love looking at pretty ...
... walk , but I was so tired to - day . ' ' I am glad you came by this train , ' says Clare cordially , for she thinks her new friend's voice as pleasant as her face . And I'm glad too , ' replies the other , ' for I love looking at pretty ...
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... walking side by side ? ' Clare answers by a gentle pres- sure of the small fingers so timidly resting upon her arm . Susie , who is half afraid of her silent stately companion , feels relieved and re- assured by this encouraging sign ...
... walking side by side ? ' Clare answers by a gentle pres- sure of the small fingers so timidly resting upon her arm . Susie , who is half afraid of her silent stately companion , feels relieved and re- assured by this encouraging sign ...
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... walk , and faces her companion with a rosy flush upon her bright young face , and a delighted sparkle in her frank blue eyes . ' In love ! ' she cries ; ' what could lead you to think that ? ' ' I was right , ' says Clare , and you won ...
... walk , and faces her companion with a rosy flush upon her bright young face , and a delighted sparkle in her frank blue eyes . ' In love ! ' she cries ; ' what could lead you to think that ? ' ' I was right , ' says Clare , and you won ...
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... walking . I knew I was late . Do go and make the tea , Maud dear , and keep Gran from scolding me . I can't always be here to the minute , you know . ' She speaks fractiously , depre- catingly , as though to avoid ques- tion or ...
... walking . I knew I was late . Do go and make the tea , Maud dear , and keep Gran from scolding me . I can't always be here to the minute , you know . ' She speaks fractiously , depre- catingly , as though to avoid ques- tion or ...
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... walk in , looking straight before them ; and how , as they go on through the rooms , they gradually begin to look ... walking into the first room , and coming face to face with his or her picture . This was what happened to Lilla ...
... walk in , looking straight before them ; and how , as they go on through the rooms , they gradually begin to look ... walking into the first room , and coming face to face with his or her picture . This was what happened to Lilla ...
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Page 247 - With half-dropt eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters from the purple hill— To hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave thro' the thick-twined vine— To watch the emerald-colour'd water falling Thro' many a wov'n acanthus-wreath divine!
Page 132 - I have called the tyranny of the human face began to unfold itself. Perhaps some part of my London life might be answerable for this. Be that as it may, now it was that upon the rocking waters of the ocean the human face began to...
Page 132 - ... heart-breaking partings, and then — everlasting farewells! And with a sigh, such as the caves of Hell sighed when the incestuous mother uttered the abhorred name of death, the sound was reverberated — everlasting farewells! And again and yet again reverberated — everlasting farewells! And I awoke in struggles, and cried aloud — "I will sleep no more.
Page 132 - Some greater interest was at stake, some mightier cause than ever yet the sword had pleaded, or trumpet had proclaimed. Then came sudden alarms, hurryings to and fro, trepidations of innumerable fugitives — I knew not whether from the good cause or the bad, darkness and lights, tempest and human faces, and at last, with the sense that all was lost, female forms, and the features that were worth all the world to me, and but a moment allowed — and clasped hands, and heart-breaking partings, and...
Page 131 - The waters now changed their character, — from translucent lakes, shining like mirrors, they now became seas and oceans. And now came a tremendous change, which, unfolding itself slowly like a scroll, through many months, promised an abiding torment ; and, in fact, it never left me until the winding up of my case.
Page 131 - I think it was, that this faculty became positively distressing to me : at night, when I lay awake in bed, vast processions passed along in mournful pomp ; friezes of never-ending stories, that to my feelings were as sad and solemn as if they were stories drawn from times before CEdipus or Priam, before Tyre, before Memphis.
Page 265 - ... flashed and failed, We thought of wrecks upon the main, — Of ships dismasted, that were hailed And sent no answer back again. The windows, rattling in their frames, — The ocean, roaring up the beach, — The gusty blast, — the bickering flames, — All mingled vaguely in our speech ; Until they made themselves a part Of fancies floating through the brain, — The long-lost ventures of the heart, That send no answers back again.
Page 132 - Anthem; and, like that, gave the feeling of a multitudinous movement, of infinite cavalcades filing off, and the tread of innumerable armies. The morning was come of a mighty day— a day of crisis and of ultimate hope for human nature, then suffering mysterious eclipse, and labouring in some dread extremity.
Page 195 - True love's the gift which God has given To man alone beneath the heaven : It is not fantasy's hot fire, Whose wishes, soon as granted, fly; It liveth not in fierce desire, With dead desire it doth not die ; It is the secret sympathy, The silver link, the silken tie, Which heart to heart, and mind to mind, In body and in soul can bind.
Page 197 - Love ! I will tell thee what it is to love ! It is to build with human thoughts a shrine, Where hope sits brooding like a beauteous dove ; Where time seems young — and life a thing divine.