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الصفحة 23
It had this inscription : “ I am Osymandus , king of kings . If any one is desirous to
know how great I am and where I lie , let him surpass any of my works . ” With
more propriety might he have said , let him search out my works ; for we are left to
...
It had this inscription : “ I am Osymandus , king of kings . If any one is desirous to
know how great I am and where I lie , let him surpass any of my works . ” With
more propriety might he have said , let him search out my works ; for we are left to
...
الصفحة 129
And hands are uplifted to God , the Just , The merciful King of kings“ Farewell
forever ! Forever farewell ! ” . Is heard as the crowds depart , And the piteous
accents , they seem to swell From ā torn and broken heart . THE OLD CHURCH .
And hands are uplifted to God , the Just , The merciful King of kings“ Farewell
forever ! Forever farewell ! ” . Is heard as the crowds depart , And the piteous
accents , they seem to swell From ā torn and broken heart . THE OLD CHURCH .
الصفحة 154
In the first encounter of our royal personages , the Emperor struck the King a blow
, which to all appearances seemed fatal . It was a brain stroke , and for a while my
old warrior seemed paralysed : Benson was in ecstacies . Confident of the ...
In the first encounter of our royal personages , the Emperor struck the King a blow
, which to all appearances seemed fatal . It was a brain stroke , and for a while my
old warrior seemed paralysed : Benson was in ecstacies . Confident of the ...
الصفحة 186
Certes , the times are wondrous changed , when we The very name of king can
scarce abide , Since we have quaff'd thy cup , sweet Liberty ! But let us not our
ancestors deride ; Sly Cromwell ceased his cloven foot to hide ; Gaind were his ...
Certes , the times are wondrous changed , when we The very name of king can
scarce abide , Since we have quaff'd thy cup , sweet Liberty ! But let us not our
ancestors deride ; Sly Cromwell ceased his cloven foot to hide ; Gaind were his ...
الصفحة 191
Who now can tell what mighty king reposed Midway its height stupendous ? -left
aloft Within his marble chamber deep enclosed , As if , in death , he impotently
scoff'd * Strabo , as quoted by Savary , says : " Towards the middle of the height
of ...
Who now can tell what mighty king reposed Midway its height stupendous ? -left
aloft Within his marble chamber deep enclosed , As if , in death , he impotently
scoff'd * Strabo , as quoted by Savary , says : " Towards the middle of the height
of ...
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الصفحة 200 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
الصفحة 192 - As loath to leave the helpless maid, When, fast as shaft can fly, Bloodshot his eyes, his nostrils spread, The loose rein dangling from his head. Housing and saddle bloody red, Lord Marmion's steed rushed by...
الصفحة 196 - Of the first year ! a beauty ripe as harvest ! Whose skin is whiter than a swan all over, Than silver, snow, or lilies! a soft lip, Would tempt you to eternity of kissing! And flesh that melteth in the touch to blood ! Bright as your gold, and lovely as your gold ! Volp.
الصفحة 144 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view; I knew him well, and every truant knew...
الصفحة 83 - 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...
الصفحة 7 - I've often thought if I were asked Whose lot I envied most — What one, I thought most lightly tasked Of man's unnumber'd host — I'd say, I'd be a mountain boy, And drive a noble team, Wo, hoy ! Wo, hoy ! I'd cry, And lightly fly Into my saddle seat ; My rein I'd slack — My whip I'd crack — • What music is so sweet ? Six blacks I'd drive, of ample chest, All carrying high the head ; All...
الصفحة 115 - The floor of Heaven was thick inlaid With patines of bright gold ;"* A firmament beneath was made — A mimic Heaven unroll'd.
الصفحة 22 - Entertaining his friends with kindness, he was neither a prodigal nor a thrifty host. His first wife was Judith, daughter of John Armistead, Esq. ; his second, Betty, a descendant of the noble family of the Landons, by whom he had many children, on whose education he expended a considerable portion of his property.
الصفحة 40 - The tomb was railed round with green railing, and a sentinel walked round it night and day, to prevent approach within the railing. There was no inscription upon the tomb. The ground surrounding it, it was understood, was to be laid out as gardens, for the accommodation of those who came to visit the grave of the departed Emperor. The cemetery of Napoleon is a singular instance of adaptation to the character of the individual...
الصفحة 7 - This appeal was too cogent to be resisted ? Up jumped one of the justices, and protested that " it was not to be borne ; let the prisoner go : away with your British authorities !" The counsel for the accused rubbed his hands and winked at the attorney ; the attorney stood aghast ; his astonishment was too great for utterance, and the negress was halfway home, before he recovered from his amazement.
معلومات المراجع
| العنوان | Nugæ, by Nugator: Or, Pieces in Prose and Verse, العدد 9 العدد 492 من American Fiction, 1774-1850 Nugæ, by Nugator: Or, Pieces in Prose and Verse, St. Leger Landon Carter |
| المؤلف | St. Leger Landon Carter |
| الناشر | Woods and Crane, 1844 |
| أصلي من | مكتبة نيويورك العامة |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 6 تشرين الأول (أكتوبر) 2006 |
| عدد الصفحات | 215 من الصفحات |
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