The Idler: An Illustrated Monthly Magazine, Volumen9

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Chatto & Windus, 1896
 

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Página 5 - And the Lord God said unto the woman, What is this that thou hast done ? And the woman said, The serpent beguiled me, and I did eat.
Página 485 - And it came to pass in an eveningtide, that David arose from off his bed, and walked upon the roof of the king's house: and from the roof he saw a woman washing herself: and the woman was very beautiful to look upon.
Página 614 - A WOMAN is like to — but stay — What a woman is like, who can say? There is no living with or without one. Love bites like a fly, Now an ear, now an eye, Buzz, buzz, always buzzing about one. When she's tender and kind She is like to my mind, (And Fanny was so,
Página 296 - My first match would not strike, and as I succeeded with the second, something seemed to blink on the wall before me. I turned my head involuntarily, and saw that the two candles on the little table by the fireplace were extinguished. I rose at once to my feet. "Odd!" I said. "Did I do that myself in a flash of absent-mindedness?
Página 615 - Whose ravings will hearken to no man ; Like a mill, like a pill, • Like a flail, like a whale, Like an ass, like a glass, Whose image is constant to no man ; Like a shower, like a...
Página 536 - ... good Laidlaw entered with such keen zest into the interest of the story as it flowed from the author's lips, that he could not suppress exclamations of surprise and delight — " Gude keep us a? ! — the like o' that!— eh sirs ! eh sirs !" — and so forth — which did not promote despatch.
Página 725 - Oh who are these that kiss and pass? A country lover and his lass; Two lovers looking to be wed; And time shall put them both to bed, But she shall lie with earth above, And he beside another love.' And sure enough beneath the tree There walks another love with me, And overhead the aspen heaves Its rainy-sounding silver leaves; And I spell nothing in their stir, But now perhaps they speak to her, And plain for her to understand They talk about a time at hand When I shall sleep with clover clad, And...
Página 839 - CLIMB the hill : from end to end Of all the landscape underneath, I find no place that does not breathe Some gracious memory of my friend ; No gray old grange, or lonely fold, Or low morass and whispering reed, Or simple stile from mead to mead, Or sheepwalk up the windy wold ; Nor hoary knoll of ash and haw That hears the latest linnet trill, Nor quarry trench'd along the hill, And haunted by the wrangling daw ; Nor runlet tinkling from the rock ; Nor pastoral rivulet that swerves To left and right...
Página 171 - Intreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God:" Ruth The old woman bade me go.
Página 734 - Ceres' daughter, Ere the God of Torment taught her How to frown and how to chide; With a waist and with a side White as Hebe's, when her zone...

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