The Spirit of the English MagazinesMonroe and Francis, 1832 |
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... told him to open the door to surprise you . ' ' And you have surprised me , ' replied he , with your cursed folly . ' " While Mr. Handycock was rubbing his boots on the mat , I went up stairs again , rather mortified , I must own , as ...
... told him to open the door to surprise you . ' ' And you have surprised me , ' replied he , with your cursed folly . ' " While Mr. Handycock was rubbing his boots on the mat , I went up stairs again , rather mortified , I must own , as ...
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... told him it was painted on the outside of my chest , which was coming down by the waggon ; all that I could recollect was that it was a French name . C Have you no letter of introduction to the captain ? " said he . Yes , I have ...
... told him it was painted on the outside of my chest , which was coming down by the waggon ; all that I could recollect was that it was a French name . C Have you no letter of introduction to the captain ? " said he . Yes , I have ...
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... told me so much about my captain , and the horrid cruelties which he had practised , that I had some doubts whether I had not better set off home again . When I asked their opinion , they said that if I did I should be taken up as a ...
... told me so much about my captain , and the horrid cruelties which he had practised , that I had some doubts whether I had not better set off home again . When I asked their opinion , they said that if I did I should be taken up as a ...
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... told to his face that he was no gentleman . I thought I should have died as the other midshipman did upon his chest . I was just sinking down on my knees to beg for mercy , when the captain perceiving my confusion , burst out into a ...
... told to his face that he was no gentleman . I thought I should have died as the other midshipman did upon his chest . I was just sinking down on my knees to beg for mercy , when the captain perceiving my confusion , burst out into a ...
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... told papa , but , in reality , to run down game which we had started in Switzerland , but which afterwards escaped us . did not think it a very promising affair , for my own part ; but mamma said she was sure of success , and I knew she ...
... told papa , but , in reality , to run down game which we had started in Switzerland , but which afterwards escaped us . did not think it a very promising affair , for my own part ; but mamma said she was sure of success , and I knew she ...
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الصفحة 490 - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when, with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
الصفحة 84 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land, To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and safe ; And craves no other tribute at thy hands But love, fair looks, and true obedience ; Too little payment for so great a debt.
الصفحة 88 - But know ye for certain, that if ye put me to death, ye shall surely bring innocent blood upon yourselves, and upon this city, and upon the inhabitants thereof: for of a truth the Lord hath sent me unto you to speak all these words in your ears.
الصفحة 492 - The wind in the reeds and the rushes, The bees on the bells of thyme, The birds on the myrtle bushes, The cicale above in the lime, And the lizards below in the grass, Were as silent as ever old Tmolus was, Listening to my sweet pipings.
الصفحة 490 - I hang like a roof, The mountains its columns be. The triumphal arch through which I march With hurricane, fire and snow, When the powers of the air are chained to my chair, Is the million-coloured bow ; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below.
الصفحة 492 - I pursued a maiden and clasped a reed. Gods and men, we are all deluded thus! It breaks in our bosom and then we bleed: All wept, as I think both ye now would, If envy or age had not frozen your blood, At the sorrow of my sweet pipings.
الصفحة 491 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright: I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me — who knows how? To thy chamber window, Sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The Champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart; — As I must on thine, Oh, beloved as thou art!
الصفحة 491 - O'er the terrible sea, I and thou ? " One boat-cloak did cover The loved and the lover : Their blood beats one measure, They murmur proud pleasure Soft and low ; — While around the lashed ocean, Like mountains in motion, Is withdrawn and uplifted, Sunk, shattered, and shifted To and fro.
الصفحة 491 - The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The Champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart; — As I must on thine, Oh ! beloved as thou art ! Oh lift me from the grass! I die! I faint! I fail! Let thy love in kisses rain On my lips and eyelids pale.
الصفحة 491 - Our boat has one sail, And the helmsman is pale ; — A bold pilot I trow, Who should follow us now," — Shouted He— And she cried : " Ply the oar! Put off gaily from shore !" — As she spoke, bolts of death Mixed with hail, specked their path O'er the sea. And from isle, tower and rock, The blue beacon cloud broke, And though dumb in the blast, The red cannon flashed fast From the lee.