The Argosy, Volumen15

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Mrs. Henry Wood, Charles William Wood
Strahan & Company, 1873
A magazine of tales, travels, essays, and poems.
 

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Página 126 - There is a tide in the affairs of man Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life is spent In shallows and miseries.
Página 140 - But the souls of the righteous are in the hand of God, and there shall no torment touch them. In the sight of the unwise they seemed to die: and their departure is taken for misery. And their going from us to be utter destruction: but they are in peace.
Página 125 - So they two went together in glowing August weather, The honey-breathing heather lay to their left and right; And dear she was to doat on, her swift feet seemed to float on The air like soft twin pigeons too sportive to alight. "Oh, what is that in heaven where...
Página 31 - LOVE LIES BLEEDING. Love that is dead and buried, yesterday Out of his grave rose up before my face, No recognition in his look, no trace Of memory in his eyes dust-dimmed and grey. While I, remembering, found no word to say, But felt my quickened heart leap in its place; Caught afterglow thrown back from long set days, Caught echoes of all music passed away.
Página 349 - Oh where are you going with your love-locks flowing On the west wind blowing along this valley track?" "The downhill path is easy, come with me an it please ye, We shall escape the uphill by never turning back.
Página 349 - The honey-breathing heather lay to their left and right ; And dear she was to doat on, her swift feet seemed to float on The air like soft twin pigeons too sportive to alight. " Oh, what is that in heaven where grey cloud-flakes are seven, Where blackest clouds hang riven just at the rainy skirt ? " "Oh, that's a meteor sent us, a message dumb, portentous, An undeciphered solemn signal of help or hurt.
Página 28 - They are carried up to the heaven, and down again to the deep ; their soul melteth away because of the trouble.
Página 349 - Oh, that's a meteor sent us, a message dumb, portentous, An undeciphered solemn signal of help or hurt." "Oh, what is that glides quickly where velvet flowers grow thickly, Their scent comes rich and sickly?" — "A scaled and hooded worm.' "Oh, what's that in the hollow, so pale I quake to follow?" "Oh, that's a thin dead body which waits the eternal term.
Página 376 - Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle. To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die ! Now too — the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt or knew.
Página 349 - Nay, too steep for hill mounting ; nay, too late for cost counting : This down-hill path is easy, but there's no turning back.

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