The National standard, of literature, science, music [&c.] ed. by F.W.N. Bayley, Vol.1, no.1-vol.3, no.57, المجلد 1Frederick William N. Bayley 1833 |
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... Poor Laws and Paupers Illustrated Porquet's ( Fenwick De ) Art of Trang- lating 309 British Zoology 188 , 236 , Canal Navigation 3,286 , 346 January 75 John Knox 184 , 267 Italian Gramma- Dry Rot 379 , 397 Junius's Letters Floricultural ...
... Poor Laws and Paupers Illustrated Porquet's ( Fenwick De ) Art of Trang- lating 309 British Zoology 188 , 236 , Canal Navigation 3,286 , 346 January 75 John Knox 184 , 267 Italian Gramma- Dry Rot 379 , 397 Junius's Letters Floricultural ...
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... Poor Dilke was on his knees , He held an Athenæum sheet , That fluttered in the breeze . He cried out That can never last , It's cheaper than this here , ' - But when men shouted Yes , it will " ' — He wiped away a tear . They turned to ...
... Poor Dilke was on his knees , He held an Athenæum sheet , That fluttered in the breeze . He cried out That can never last , It's cheaper than this here , ' - But when men shouted Yes , it will " ' — He wiped away a tear . They turned to ...
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... poor Nelly starve . " According to Pennant , " she died at her house in Pall Mall . The back room , on the ground floor , was ( within memory ) entirely of looking glass , as was said to be the ceiling . " She was buried in the church ...
... poor Nelly starve . " According to Pennant , " she died at her house in Pall Mall . The back room , on the ground floor , was ( within memory ) entirely of looking glass , as was said to be the ceiling . " She was buried in the church ...
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... Poor , transient Rose ! Yet go , my lady's lip thou'lt see , And rest upon her bosom's snows ; Like thee to rest , I'd die like thee , Too happy Rose ! But , if thou breathe her lips ' perfume , The sigh she never gave my woes , Thou'lt ...
... Poor , transient Rose ! Yet go , my lady's lip thou'lt see , And rest upon her bosom's snows ; Like thee to rest , I'd die like thee , Too happy Rose ! But , if thou breathe her lips ' perfume , The sigh she never gave my woes , Thou'lt ...
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... Poor Jack ! with the highest favour ; and Tales of the child of other birthright , and begetting - one he was a better man than Bully ; but he's Heath ' was also a clever and amusing volume . Of the three , however , Improvement ' is ...
... Poor Jack ! with the highest favour ; and Tales of the child of other birthright , and begetting - one he was a better man than Bully ; but he's Heath ' was also a clever and amusing volume . Of the three , however , Improvement ' is ...
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الصفحة 67 - I know not the day of my death : now therefore take, I pray thee, thy weapons, thy quiver and thy bow, and go out to the field, and take me some venison ; and make me savoury meat, such as I love, and bring it to me, that I may eat ; that my soul may bless thee before I die.
الصفحة 214 - A fool hath no delight in understanding, but that his heart may discover itself.
الصفحة 203 - And Ananias went his way, and entered into the house; and putting his hands on him said, Brother Saul, the Lord, even Jesus, that appeared unto thee in the way as thou earnest, hath sent me, that thou mightest receive thy sight, and be filled with the Holy Ghost.
الصفحة 203 - And he trembling and astonished said, Lord, what wilt thou have me to do? And the Lord said unto him, Arise and go into the city, and it shall be told thee what thou must do. And the men which journeyed with him stood speechless, hearing a voice, but seeing no man.
الصفحة 33 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
الصفحة 34 - that according to the ancient and fundamental laws of this Kingdom, the government is, and ought to be, by King, Lords, and Commons.
الصفحة 83 - He that reserves his laurels for posterity (Who does not often claim the bright reversion) Has generally no great crop to spare it, he Being, only injured by his own assertion; And although here and there some glorious rarity Arise like Titan from the sea's immersion, The major part of such appellants go To — God knows where — for no one else can know.
الصفحة 286 - ONE day I wrote her name upon the strand ; But came the waves, and washed it away : Agayne, I wrote it with a second hand ; But came the tyde, and made my paynes his pray. Vayne man, sayd she, that doest in vaine assay A mortall thing so to immortalize ; For I my selve shall lyke to this decay, And eke my name bee wyped out lykewize. Not so...
الصفحة 193 - Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night ! Comets, importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky, And with them scourge the bad revolting stars That have consented unto Henry's death ! King Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long ! England ne'er lost a king of so much worth.
الصفحة 150 - And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother's eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye ? Or how wilt thou say to thy brother, Let me pull out the mote out of thine eye; and, behold, a beam is in thine own eye ? Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye.