Littell's Living Age, Volumen228Living Age Company, Incorporated, 1901 |
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FATHER McVEAGH . The Argosy . OUR LADY OF THE FOAM . Her. The searching pathos of violin strings thrilled through the accompa- niment of pattering spring rain . From the cottage , tapestried by green growth of ... Father Mc Veagh .
FATHER McVEAGH . The Argosy . OUR LADY OF THE FOAM . Her. The searching pathos of violin strings thrilled through the accompa- niment of pattering spring rain . From the cottage , tapestried by green growth of ... Father Mc Veagh .
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... Father McVeagh made a rapid step forward , entering the kitchen with less regard to his muddy boots than old Grace was wont to consider the meed of her well raddled tiles . Unregarded , his startled glance shot over ... Father Mc Veagh . 55.
... Father McVeagh made a rapid step forward , entering the kitchen with less regard to his muddy boots than old Grace was wont to consider the meed of her well raddled tiles . Unregarded , his startled glance shot over ... Father Mc Veagh . 55.
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... Father McVeagh's chin had sunk upon his breast . The fierce torment of divining that his reading of life would always lie in the vain aspirations of the subjunctive , with its unrendered tense , what might have been ... Father Mc Veagh .
... Father McVeagh's chin had sunk upon his breast . The fierce torment of divining that his reading of life would always lie in the vain aspirations of the subjunctive , with its unrendered tense , what might have been ... Father Mc Veagh .
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... Father McVeagh , apparently with a view to eliciting more precise local information . Eugene's frankness became effusive . " Thrue fur yez , Father . Thin in Clif- den I was , an ' be bad forchune in- thrusted to ... Father Mc Veagh . 57.
... Father McVeagh , apparently with a view to eliciting more precise local information . Eugene's frankness became effusive . " Thrue fur yez , Father . Thin in Clif- den I was , an ' be bad forchune in- thrusted to ... Father Mc Veagh . 57.
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... Father McVeagh , as lapping his treas- ure in his one surplice for choicest wrappage , he pilgrimed between banks spired with blossoming broom and odorous with mint . But when , a couple of ... Father Mc Veagh . pean Lamb, 401, 491 Weakness,
... Father McVeagh , as lapping his treas- ure in his one surplice for choicest wrappage , he pilgrimed between banks spired with blossoming broom and odorous with mint . But when , a couple of ... Father Mc Veagh . pean Lamb, 401, 491 Weakness,
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Página 718 - But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.
Página 350 - Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
Página 149 - What, silent still? and silent all? Ah! no — the voices of the dead Sound like a distant torrent's fall, And answer, "Let one living head, But one arise — we come, we come!
Página 145 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms— the day Battle's magnificently stern array!
Página 149 - Shall never more be thine. The silence of that dreamless sleep I envy now too much to weep ; Nor need I to repine That all those charms have passed away ; I might have watch'd through long decay.
Página 458 - An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small, In blast-beruffled plume, Had chosen thus to fling his soul Upon the growing gloom.
Página 409 - Taint in poetry, is it ?" interposed his father. " No, no/' replied Sam. " Wery glad to hear it," said Mr. Weller. " Poetry's unnat'ral ; no man ever talked poetry 'cept a beadle on boxin...
Página 150 - The triumph, and the vanity, The rapture of the strife — The earthquake voice of Victory, To thee the breath of life; The sword, the scepter, and that sway Which man seem'd made but to obey Wherewith renown was rife — All quell'd!
Página 468 - Let us understand, once for all, that the ethical progress of society depends, not on imitating the cosmic process, still less in running away from it, but in combating it.
Página 149 - The natural music of the mountain reed — For here the patriarchal days are not A pastoral fable — pipes in the liberal air, Mixed with the sweet bells of the sauntering herd; My soul would drink those echoes.