New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, المجلد 4Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth Henry Colburn, 1822 |
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... played upon the countenance of the innocent girl , whilst in the name of the Father , the Son , and the Holy Ghost , she touched the in- flamed eye three times with the crucifix . The ceremony over , the ban- dage was about to be ...
... played upon the countenance of the innocent girl , whilst in the name of the Father , the Son , and the Holy Ghost , she touched the in- flamed eye three times with the crucifix . The ceremony over , the ban- dage was about to be ...
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... play of the lines of beauty , and the light of soul upon her countenance , vanished from the touch of palpable delineation . For several days the image of Stratonice still haunted me , whilst every effort to fix it on the canvass failed ...
... play of the lines of beauty , and the light of soul upon her countenance , vanished from the touch of palpable delineation . For several days the image of Stratonice still haunted me , whilst every effort to fix it on the canvass failed ...
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... play , and daunce , and vault , and spring , And all that else pertains to revelling . " But these virtuous days have passed away , and with them the glory , and the pride , and the honour of the Temple have fled— " Oh ! all is gone ...
... play , and daunce , and vault , and spring , And all that else pertains to revelling . " But these virtuous days have passed away , and with them the glory , and the pride , and the honour of the Temple have fled— " Oh ! all is gone ...
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... play - goers , that is , to the occupiers of the pit . Now in Paris , although the parterre or pit be cheaper , yet it is farther removed from the stage than ours - it is the cheapest and least respected part of the house , answering to ...
... play - goers , that is , to the occupiers of the pit . Now in Paris , although the parterre or pit be cheaper , yet it is farther removed from the stage than ours - it is the cheapest and least respected part of the house , answering to ...
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... play'd the same tunes , The two aptest scholars , at Mrs. Monsoon's ; Little dreamt of the day when whole mountains should frown Between Lyddy Barrow and Catherine Brown . Papa , entre nous , rides a hobby , my dear , That is rather too ...
... play'd the same tunes , The two aptest scholars , at Mrs. Monsoon's ; Little dreamt of the day when whole mountains should frown Between Lyddy Barrow and Catherine Brown . Papa , entre nous , rides a hobby , my dear , That is rather too ...
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الصفحة 238 - Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make me any summer's story tell...
الصفحة 495 - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
الصفحة 354 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
الصفحة 485 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
الصفحة 241 - When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills and they To heaven.
الصفحة 108 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
الصفحة 241 - God's trophies, and his work pursued, While Darwen stream, with blood of Scots imbrued; And Dunbar field, resounds thy praises loud. And Worcester's laureate wreath : yet much remains To conquer still ; Peace hath her victories No less renowned than War: new foes arise, Threatening to bind our souls with secular chains. Help us to save free conscience from the paw Of hireling wolves, whose Gospel is their maw.
الصفحة 242 - Rescued from death by force though pale and faint. Mine as whom washed from spot of childbed taint, Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind: Her face was veiled, yet to my fancied sight, Love, sweetness, goodness in her person shined So clear, as in no face with more delight. But O as to embrace me she inclined I waked, she fled, and day brought back my night.
الصفحة 535 - Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round it measures; Russet lawns, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide: Towers and battlements it sees Bosom'd high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some Beauty lies, The Cynosure of neighbouring eyes.
الصفحة 494 - Peter's master upon my reader, "and upon all that are true lovers of virtue; and dare trust in his providence; and be quiet; And go a angling.