The Dublin University Magazine: A Literary and Political Journal, Bind 91W. Curry, jun., and Company, 1878 |
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Side 320
... Nugent , the curate of Wex- bury . Wexbury was a little village consisting of some few cottages , with no public building save the little old church ; it was some two and a half miles from Lepe Water , but Mr. Nugent fre- quently walked ...
... Nugent , the curate of Wex- bury . Wexbury was a little village consisting of some few cottages , with no public building save the little old church ; it was some two and a half miles from Lepe Water , but Mr. Nugent fre- quently walked ...
Side 321
... Nugent , when he came , with but forlorn hopes of any social intercourse , to pay his visits in the wide - scattered parish , was agreeably surprised in the brothers Armstrong . " You are very much absorbed to - day , Armstrong , " he ...
... Nugent , when he came , with but forlorn hopes of any social intercourse , to pay his visits in the wide - scattered parish , was agreeably surprised in the brothers Armstrong . " You are very much absorbed to - day , Armstrong , " he ...
Side 322
... Nugent looking so ear- nestly in his face for an answer , he was obliged to speak . " No , no , " he stammered , " you mustn't think of it - you mustn't think of her ! " Mr. Nugent , with all his trepi- dation , had never dreamed of ...
... Nugent looking so ear- nestly in his face for an answer , he was obliged to speak . " No , no , " he stammered , " you mustn't think of it - you mustn't think of her ! " Mr. Nugent , with all his trepi- dation , had never dreamed of ...
Side 323
... Nugent . " " And why Mr. Nugent ? " “ Because he wanted to propose marriage to you . " " Marriage - Mr . Nugent - what ! have happiness and peace been again so nearly within my grasp Arthur , once more I swear that if you tell him , I ...
... Nugent . " " And why Mr. Nugent ? " “ Because he wanted to propose marriage to you . " " Marriage - Mr . Nugent - what ! have happiness and peace been again so nearly within my grasp Arthur , once more I swear that if you tell him , I ...
Side 479
... Nugent , wholly at a loss what to say ; the idea of this sweet , happy - natured little woman being thus transformed was something so surprising to him . " I am worse than ill , Mr. Nugent , " said Rose , solemnly . " I am losing my ...
... Nugent , wholly at a loss what to say ; the idea of this sweet , happy - natured little woman being thus transformed was something so surprising to him . " I am worse than ill , Mr. Nugent , " said Rose , solemnly . " I am losing my ...
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Side 732 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.
Side 349 - When a prophet speaketh in the name of the Lord, if the thing follow not, nor come to pass, that is the thing which the Lord hath not spoken, but the prophet hath spoken it presumptuously: thou shalt not be afraid of him.
Side 155 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn.
Side 155 - He is a portion of the loveliness Which once he made more lovely. He doth bear His part, while the One Spirit's plastic stress Sweeps through the dull dense world : compelling there All new successions to the forms they wear...
Side 30 - Aloft, are hurled in the dust, Striving blindly, achieving Nothing; and then they die — Perish ; — and no one asks Who or what they have been, More than he asks what waves, In the moonlit solitudes mild Of the midmost ocean, have swelled, Foam'd for a moment, and gone.
Side 372 - The world's a bubble and the Life of Man Less than a span In his conception wretched, from the womb So to the tomb; Curst from his cradle, and brought up to years With cares and fears. Who then to frail mortality shall trust, But limns on water, or but writes in dust. Yet...
Side 155 - The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.
Side 167 - Gazed through clear dew on the tender sky ; And the jessamine faint, and the sweet tuberose. The sweetest flower for scent that blows ; And all rare blossoms from every clime Grew in that garden in perfect prime.
Side 284 - And the LORD God caused a deep sleep to fall upon Adam, and he slept: and he took one of his ribs, and closed up the flesh instead thereof; and the rib, which the LORD God had taken from man, made he a woman, and brought her unto the man.
Side 709 - I am the God of Abraham, and the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob? God is not the God of the dead, but of the living.