The Englishwoman's domestic magazine. [Imperf. With] Supplemental fashions & needlework [afterw.] Patterns, fashions & needlework [and] Designs for fashions and needlework [Continued as The Illustrated household journal and English- woman's domestic magazine]. |
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... piece of intelligence to one of the parties ; for the idea of such a marriage has never yet entered the head of Herbert Grovelly . Lady Grovelly , however , after many , many hours of reflection , has settled the whole matter , resolved ...
... piece of intelligence to one of the parties ; for the idea of such a marriage has never yet entered the head of Herbert Grovelly . Lady Grovelly , however , after many , many hours of reflection , has settled the whole matter , resolved ...
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... pieces a rose she held in her hand . " I could not consent to such a piece of ex- travagance . " " Perhaps you would prefer my dispensing with your consent ? " " You would not dare ! " said the young woman , tossing her head with an air ...
... pieces a rose she held in her hand . " I could not consent to such a piece of ex- travagance . " " Perhaps you would prefer my dispensing with your consent ? " " You would not dare ! " said the young woman , tossing her head with an air ...
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... piece to Mademoiselle Bailleul , who usually affected that taste for literary conversation which , in a lady , denotes superior attainments . Finally , in his anxiety to constitute himself a general favourite , he inquired after the ...
... piece to Mademoiselle Bailleul , who usually affected that taste for literary conversation which , in a lady , denotes superior attainments . Finally , in his anxiety to constitute himself a general favourite , he inquired after the ...
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... piece of treachery towards her cousin . Hardly has she realized the extent or nature of her feelings towards Stephen Guest , when this bold and disloyal lover rows away with her out to sea in a boat . He de- clares his passion ; but ...
... piece of treachery towards her cousin . Hardly has she realized the extent or nature of her feelings towards Stephen Guest , when this bold and disloyal lover rows away with her out to sea in a boat . He de- clares his passion ; but ...
الصفحة 47
... piece of crape , and is covered with a piece of blonde rather wider than the curtain , so that it just comes below all round . The strings are of plain white silk ribbon , with a very narrow fancy edge of the same colour . Dress of ...
... piece of crape , and is covered with a piece of blonde rather wider than the curtain , so that it just comes below all round . The strings are of plain white silk ribbon , with a very narrow fancy edge of the same colour . Dress of ...
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الصفحة 175 - ANNOUNCED by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farm-house 'at the garden's end. The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
الصفحة 36 - THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread...
الصفحة 174 - All shod with steel, We hissed along the polished ice in games Confederate, imitative of the chase And woodland pleasures, — the resounding horn, The pack loud chiming, and the hunted hare.
الصفحة 275 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them; Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
الصفحة 82 - How oft, at school, with most believing mind, Presageful, have I gazed upon the bars, To watch that fluttering stranger ! and as oft With unclosed lids, already had I dreamt Of my sweet birth-place, and the old church-tower, Whose bells, the poor man's only music, rang From morn to evening, all the hot Fair-day, So sweetly, that they stirred and haunted me With a wild pleasure, falling on mine ear Most like articulate sounds of things to come...
الصفحة 206 - Edward, by the grace of God, king of England, lord of Ireland, and duke of Aquitaine, to all those that these present letters shall hear or see, greeting.
الصفحة 82 - Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall Heard only in the trances of the blast, Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, Quietly shining to the quiet Moon.
الصفحة 95 - Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
الصفحة 82 - Inaudible as dreams! the thin blue flame Lies on my low-burnt fire, and quivers not; Only that film, which fluttered on the grate, Still flutters there, the sole unquiet thing. Methinks, its motion in this hush of nature Gives it dim sympathies with me who live, Making it a companionable form, Whose puny flaps and freaks the idling Spirit By its own moods interprets, everywhere Echo or mirror seeking of itself, And makes a toy of Thought.
الصفحة 81 - From dewy sward or thorny spray; All the heaped Autumn's wealth, With a still, mysterious stealth: She will mix these pleasures up Like three fit wines in a cup...