The English Annual, for ..., المجلد 4E. Churton, 1837 Contents of issues for 1836-38 are reprinted from a popular periodical. |
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... born 8th Dec. 1781 , had succeeded to the Barony of Grantham , on the death of his father , Thomas second Lord , 20th July 1786 , and had taken , by royal permission , in place of his paternal surname " Robinson , " that of " Weddell ...
... born 8th Dec. 1781 , had succeeded to the Barony of Grantham , on the death of his father , Thomas second Lord , 20th July 1786 , and had taken , by royal permission , in place of his paternal surname " Robinson , " that of " Weddell ...
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... born at Milan , " replied Madame de Schulem- bourg , " my father commanded a Hungarian regiment in garrison . " " I thought that I did not recognise an Italian physio- gnomy , " said Walstein , looking somewhat earnestly at the lady ...
... born at Milan , " replied Madame de Schulem- bourg , " my father commanded a Hungarian regiment in garrison . " " I thought that I did not recognise an Italian physio- gnomy , " said Walstein , looking somewhat earnestly at the lady ...
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... born with a predis- position , or is , in vulgar language , a man of genius , his content entirely depends upon that predisposition being developed and indulged . And this is philosophical education , that sublime art so ill ...
... born with a predis- position , or is , in vulgar language , a man of genius , his content entirely depends upon that predisposition being developed and indulged . And this is philosophical education , that sublime art so ill ...
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... born to enjoy yourself , nor do I see that you require any other career than the duties of your position . Believe me , my dear Mr. Walstein , life is a great business , and quite enough to employ any man's faculties . " " My youth is ...
... born to enjoy yourself , nor do I see that you require any other career than the duties of your position . Believe me , my dear Mr. Walstein , life is a great business , and quite enough to employ any man's faculties . " " My youth is ...
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... born at Wednesbury , in that county , settled in London in the reign of Henry VIII . , and served the office of serjeant - at - mace , in those days a function of high respectability . His son , WILLIAM PAGET , born in London , received ...
... born at Wednesbury , in that county , settled in London in the reign of Henry VIII . , and served the office of serjeant - at - mace , in those days a function of high respectability . His son , WILLIAM PAGET , born in London , received ...
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الصفحة 84 - Is this a time to be cloudy and sad, When our mother Nature laughs around ; When even the deep blue heavens look glad, And gladness breathes from the blossoming ground ? There are notes of joy from the hang-bird and wren, And the gossip of swallows through all the sky ; The ground-squirrel gaily chirps by his den, And the wilding bee hums merrily by.
الصفحة 82 - All that of good and fair Has gone into thy womb from earliest time, Shall then come forth, to wear The glory and the beauty of its prime.
الصفحة 82 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly seen against the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
الصفحة 81 - Thou hast my better years ; Thou hast my earlier friends, the good, the kind, Yielded to thee with tears — The venerable form, the exalted mind. My spirit yearns to bring The lost ones back — yearns with desire intense, And struggles hard to wring Thy bolts apart, and pluck thy captives thence.
الصفحة 83 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast— The desert and illimitable air— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
الصفحة 84 - There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower, There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree, There's a smile on the fruit, and a smile on the flower, And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea.
الصفحة 83 - And soon that toil shall end; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, 30 In the long way that I must tread alone Will lead my steps aright.
الصفحة 80 - Old empires sit in sulleuness and gloom, And glorious ages gone Lie deep within the shadow of thy womb. Childhood, with all its mirth, Youth, Manhood, Age that draws us to the ground, And last, Man's Life on earth, Glide to thy dim dominions, and are bound.
الصفحة 314 - With eyes cast up unto the maiden's tower, And easy sighs, such as folk draw in love; The stately seats, the ladies bright of hue, The dances short, long tales of great delight, With words and looks that tigers could but rue, Where each of us did plead the other's right...