Wonderful London: Its Lights and Shadows of Humour and Sadness

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Tinsley Bros, 1878 - 469 páginas
 

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Página 264 - And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe and pale jessamine, The white pink, and...
Página 249 - Shut up as in a crumbling tomb, girt round With blackness as a solid wall, Far off she seemed to hear the dully sound Of human footsteps fall. As in strange lands a traveller walking slow, In doubt and great perplexity, A little before moon-rise hears the low Moan of an unknown sea...
Página 252 - Oh! but to breathe the breath Of the cowslip and primrose sweet. With the sky above my head. And the grass beneath my feet ; For only one short hour To feel as I used to feel, Before I knew the woes of want And the walk that costs a meal!
Página 249 - A still salt pool, lock'd in with bars of sand, Left on the shore ; that hears all night The plunging seas draw backward from the land Their moon-led waters white.
Página 249 - In filthy sloughs they roll a prurient skin, They graze and wallow, breed and sleep ; And oft some brainless devil enters in, And drives them to the deep.
Página 250 - There comes no murmur of reply. What is it that will take away my sin, And save me lest I die ?' So when four years were wholly finished, She threw her royal robes away. 'Make me a cottage in the vale,' she said, 'Where I may mourn and pray.
Página 469 - Tavern Anecdotes and Sayings: Including the Origin of Signs, and Reminiscences connected with Taverns, Coffee Houses, Clubs, &c. By CHARLES HINDLEY. With Illusts. The Genial Showman : Life and Adventures of Artemus Ward. By EP KINGSTON. With a Frontispiece.
Página 277 - Let but thy wicked men from out thee go, And all the fools that crowd thee so, Ev'n thou, who dost thy millions boast, A village less than Islington wilt grow, A Solitude almost.
Página 59 - East, in all its grandeur and gorgeousness, is ours through the pages of Anastasius and Eothen. America has no national novel, for the very good reason that there is no such thing as American society. Particular portions, indeed, and particular sides thereof have found interpreters. Western and Indian life has a Cooper; Southern, a Kennedy; and New England, a Hawthorne and a Sedgwick ; but her "idea...
Página 252 - Oh ! but to breathe the breath Of the cowslip and primrose sweet — With the sky above my head, And the grass beneath my feet, For only...

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