The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Объемы 72-73Joseph Rogerson, 1870 |
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... marriage , and on his return was seized on by the bandits , who have been lurking lately in the wood yonder . And although the good Padre himself went and offered all the ready money I have for his ransom , they refuse to give him up ...
... marriage , and on his return was seized on by the bandits , who have been lurking lately in the wood yonder . And although the good Padre himself went and offered all the ready money I have for his ransom , they refuse to give him up ...
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... married a few years since , and he writes to us much in his letters of Julia's pretty laughing dimples , and his Charlie's bright blue eyes ; still we feel to know little of Mark ; he being so much older than ourselves , we leave him ...
... married a few years since , and he writes to us much in his letters of Julia's pretty laughing dimples , and his Charlie's bright blue eyes ; still we feel to know little of Mark ; he being so much older than ourselves , we leave him ...
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... marriage she had made her one season in town from the Honble . she will never divulge his name ; She refused him , she says , because she did not think she could ever like him enough to become his wife . How angry Lady Molyneux was with ...
... marriage she had made her one season in town from the Honble . she will never divulge his name ; She refused him , she says , because she did not think she could ever like him enough to become his wife . How angry Lady Molyneux was with ...
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... married stepdaughter of Mrs. Mowbray's . This visit was not to have taken place till the month of July , when I should have returned home , but Mrs. Willis having to take her children in July for a month's trip to the sea , preparatory ...
... married stepdaughter of Mrs. Mowbray's . This visit was not to have taken place till the month of July , when I should have returned home , but Mrs. Willis having to take her children in July for a month's trip to the sea , preparatory ...
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... marriage , and sometimes condescend to say when she died . Much more than this we are seldom permitted to know . Her ... married life - especially the poets , who are popularly supposed to be the legal guardians of the blind little boy ...
... marriage , and sometimes condescend to say when she died . Much more than this we are seldom permitted to know . Her ... married life - especially the poets , who are popularly supposed to be the legal guardians of the blind little boy ...
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Стр. 174 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Стр. 53 - And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Стр. 53 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an Eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist...
Стр. 53 - Read from some humbler poet. Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start...
Стр. 174 - Was it a mother's, soft and white? And have the lips of a sister fair Been baptized in the waves of light? God knows best! he was somebody's love: Somebody's heart enshrined him there; Somebody wafted his name above, Night and morn, on the wings of prayer. Somebody wept when he marched away, Looking so handsome, brave, and grand; Somebody's kiss on his forehead lay; Somebody clung to his parting hand.
Стр. 222 - Fine linen with broidered work from Egypt was that which thou spreadest forth to be thy sail; blue and purple from the isles of Elishah was that which covered thee.
Стр. 174 - Pale are the lips of delicate mould — Somebody's darling is dying now. Back from the beautiful blue-veined brow Brush the wandering waves of gold; Cross his hands on his bosom now — Somebody's darling is still and cold. Kiss him once for Somebody's sake; Murmur a prayer, soft and low; One bright curl from the cluster take — They were Somebody's pride, you know. Somebody's hand hath rested there; Was it a mother's, soft and white?
Стр. 293 - Barere approached nearer than any person mentioned in history or fiction, whether man or devil, to the idea of consummate and universal depravity. In him the qualities which are the proper objects of hatred, and the qualities which are the proper objects of contempt, preserve an exquisite and absolute harmony. In almost every particular sort of wickedness he has had rivals. His sensuality was immoderate ; but this was a failing...
Стр. 222 - See, I have called by name Bezaleel the son of Uri, the son of Hur, of the tribe of Judah : and I have filled him with the spirit of God, in wisdom, and in understanding, and in knowledge, and in all manner of workmanship...
Стр. 310 - They are like the troubled sea, that cannot rest; whose waters cast up mire and dirt.