The King's College Magazine, المجلد 2Houlston and Hughes, 1842 |
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... thought of matrimony and Cicely that his last word pro- voked , called a blush to Willie's cheek . " See , " cried he , suddenly , as the plump form of his adorable passed from an inner door , " there she is ! " Cicely came forward with ...
... thought of matrimony and Cicely that his last word pro- voked , called a blush to Willie's cheek . " See , " cried he , suddenly , as the plump form of his adorable passed from an inner door , " there she is ! " Cicely came forward with ...
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... thought Mat when he saw Willie Bats and Cicely together , and accordingly , with a praiseworthy consideration for their feelings , he strolled away to a short distance , still keeping his eye upon the cottage door . But Willie and ...
... thought Mat when he saw Willie Bats and Cicely together , and accordingly , with a praiseworthy consideration for their feelings , he strolled away to a short distance , still keeping his eye upon the cottage door . But Willie and ...
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... thought her lover so devoted to eatables . " I love the victuals better than any thing else — because Cicely cooks them . " This was evidently next door to a declaration - it remained but to trace the matter to its primary cause ...
... thought her lover so devoted to eatables . " I love the victuals better than any thing else — because Cicely cooks them . " This was evidently next door to a declaration - it remained but to trace the matter to its primary cause ...
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... thought that boyish lover , mine accursed self , was destined to blast all her fair , peaceful prospects ! She little thought that , in bestowing upon me her guileless love , she was cherishing the thankless viper in her bosom ! Oh ...
... thought that boyish lover , mine accursed self , was destined to blast all her fair , peaceful prospects ! She little thought that , in bestowing upon me her guileless love , she was cherishing the thankless viper in her bosom ! Oh ...
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... thought of thee , one that might mock the advance of time , and sanctify the hearts of my daughters ! " And the un- happy Eve hid her face in her white hands , while tears forced their way between her slender fingers , as she sighed in ...
... thought of thee , one that might mock the advance of time , and sanctify the hearts of my daughters ! " And the un- happy Eve hid her face in her white hands , while tears forced their way between her slender fingers , as she sighed in ...
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الصفحة 194 - I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
الصفحة 481 - Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here's three on's are sophisticated! Thou art the thing itself; unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art.
الصفحة 255 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?
الصفحة 303 - Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with.
الصفحة 305 - If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended: That you have but slumbered here While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
الصفحة 193 - Remember thee! Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there...
الصفحة 232 - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all.
الصفحة 302 - And thou opposed, being of no woman born, Yet I will try the last. Before my body I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff, And damn'd be him that first cries 'Hold, enough!
الصفحة 429 - Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
الصفحة 301 - The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast ; — Lady M. What do you mean ? Macb. Still it cried, Sleep no more ! to all the house : Glamis hath murdered sleep; and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more ; Macbeth shall sleep no more .