The Argosy, Volumen6Mrs. Henry Wood, Charles William Wood Strahan & Company, 1868 A magazine of tales, travels, essays, and poems. |
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Mrs. Henry Wood, Charles William Wood. figure of a man , thought I , as I gazed . Not a tall slender man like Mr. Chandos ; more of the build of Mr. Edwin Barley . Why the idea of the latter should have occurred to me , or whether the ...
Mrs. Henry Wood, Charles William Wood. figure of a man , thought I , as I gazed . Not a tall slender man like Mr. Chandos ; more of the build of Mr. Edwin Barley . Why the idea of the latter should have occurred to me , or whether the ...
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... Edwin Barley . " What is it ? " asked Mr. Chandos , coming forward . " Has anything alarmed you ? " " Oh , sir ! I saw a face pressed close to the window - pane . A man's face . " Without the loss of a moment , Mr. Chandos threw up the ...
... Edwin Barley . " What is it ? " asked Mr. Chandos , coming forward . " Has anything alarmed you ? " " Oh , sir ! I saw a face pressed close to the window - pane . A man's face . " Without the loss of a moment , Mr. Chandos threw up the ...
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... Edwin Barley is a yearly tenant ; but he wished to have the power in his own hands of remaining the three years . I did speak to you , Mr. Chandos , and you made no objection . " Mr. Chandos sat , twirling the watch - key and beautiful ...
... Edwin Barley is a yearly tenant ; but he wished to have the power in his own hands of remaining the three years . I did speak to you , Mr. Chandos , and you made no objection . " Mr. Chandos sat , twirling the watch - key and beautiful ...
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... Edwin Barley . He must have noticed it : he was looking at me . " No home all those years ! " I keep my longings down . How you must long for one ! " It may never be my happiness to know a home ; certainly there is no present prospect ...
... Edwin Barley . He must have noticed it : he was looking at me . " No home all those years ! " I keep my longings down . How you must long for one ! " It may never be my happiness to know a home ; certainly there is no present prospect ...
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... Edwin Barley was the enemy of the family , as hinted at by Mr. Chandos , and could do them at will irreparable injury ; and if he , Edwin Barley , had thus brought himself into proximity , because he had learnt in some un- accountable ...
... Edwin Barley was the enemy of the family , as hinted at by Mr. Chandos , and could do them at will irreparable injury ; and if he , Edwin Barley , had thus brought himself into proximity , because he had learnt in some un- accountable ...
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Página 28 - And strows her lights below, And deepens on and up ! the gates Roll back, and far within For me the Heavenly Bridegroom waits, To make me pure of sin. The sabbaths of Eternity, One sabbath deep and wide — A light upon the shining sea — The Bridegroom with his bride ! SIR GALAHAD.
Página 160 - For my heart was hot and restless, And my life was full of care, And the burden laid upon me Seemed greater than I could bear. But now it has fallen from me, It is buried in the sea; And only the sorrow of others Throws its shadow over me.
Página 57 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : which I observing, Took once a pliant hour, and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels she had something heard, But not intentively.
Página 28 - As these white robes are soil'd and dark, To yonder shining ground ; As this pale taper's earthly spark, To yonder argent round ; So shows my soul before the Lamb, My spirit before Thee; So in mine earthly house I am, To that I hope to be. Break up the heavens, O Lord ! and far, Thro' all yon starlight keen, Draw me, thy bride, a glittering star, In raiment white and clean.
Página 28 - AGNES' EVE. DEEP on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapour goes : May my soul follow soon ! The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord : Make Thou my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year That in my bosom lies. As these white robes...
Página 505 - ... then beware lest thou forget the LORD, which brought thee forth out of the land of Egypt, from the house of bondage.
Página 505 - And it shall be, when the LORD thy God shall have brought thee into the land which he sware unto thy fathers, to Abraham, to Isaac, and to Jacob, to give thee great and goodly cities, which thou buildedst not, and houses full of all good things, which thou filledst not, and wells digged, which thou diggedst not, vineyards and olive trees, which thou plantedst not...
Página 505 - And the LORD commanded us to do all these statutes, to fear the LORD our God, for our good always, that he might preserve us alive, as it is at this day. 25 And it shall be our righteousness, if we observe to do all these commandments before the LORD our God, as he hath commanded us.
Página 27 - In diesen Arm! Ach an deinem Busen Lieg' ich, schmachte, Und deine Blumen, dein Gras Drängen sich an mein Herz. Du kühlst den brennenden Durst meines Busens, Lieblicher Morgenwind! Ruft drein die Nachtigall Liebend nach mir aus dem Nebeltal.
Página 28 - EVE. DEEP on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon: My breath to heaven like vapour goes: May my soul follow soon ! The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord : Make Thou my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year That in my bosom lies. As these white robes are soil'd and dark, To yonder shining ground; As this pale taper's earthly spark, To yonder argent round...