The every-day book and table-book; or, Everlasting calendar of popular amusements, Том 11837 |
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... honour , lying on the car- pet , painting the legs of a set of chairs , which were intended for the king . The day commences with the Parisians , at an early hour , by the interchange of their visits and bon - bons . The nearest ...
... honour , lying on the car- pet , painting the legs of a set of chairs , which were intended for the king . The day commences with the Parisians , at an early hour , by the interchange of their visits and bon - bons . The nearest ...
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... honour , lying on the car- pet , painting the legs of a set of chairs , which were intended for the king . The day commences with the Parisians , at an early hour , by the interchange of their visits and bon - bons . The nearest ...
... honour , lying on the car- pet , painting the legs of a set of chairs , which were intended for the king . The day commences with the Parisians , at an early hour , by the interchange of their visits and bon - bons . The nearest ...
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... honour , some thirty years since , to at- tend on your highness , in your infancy , when you had the same infirmity where- with now the prince , your very own son is troubled ; and then the lady Cary , ( afterwards countess of Monmouth ) ...
... honour , some thirty years since , to at- tend on your highness , in your infancy , when you had the same infirmity where- with now the prince , your very own son is troubled ; and then the lady Cary , ( afterwards countess of Monmouth ) ...
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... with great pomp in 1010 , a history of which solem- nity is written by St. Gerard , who com- posed an office in St. Adalard's honour , be- cause through his intercession he had been cured of a 21 22 THE EVERY - DAY BOOK . - JANUARY 2 .
... with great pomp in 1010 , a history of which solem- nity is written by St. Gerard , who com- posed an office in St. Adalard's honour , be- cause through his intercession he had been cured of a 21 22 THE EVERY - DAY BOOK . - JANUARY 2 .
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... honour I bear them ) so without measure misordered , that I think myself in hell , till time come that I must go to Mr. Elmer ; who teachet me so gently , so pleasantly , with such fair allurements to learning , that I think all the ...
... honour I bear them ) so without measure misordered , that I think myself in hell , till time come that I must go to Mr. Elmer ; who teachet me so gently , so pleasantly , with such fair allurements to learning , that I think all the ...
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The every-day book and table-book; or, Everlasting calendar of ..., Том 1 William Hone Полный просмотр - 1837 |
The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of Popular ... William Hone Полный просмотр - 1830 |
The Every-Day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calandar of Popular ... William Hone Недоступно для просмотра - 2015 |
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Стр. 627 - The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon Death's purple altar, now, See where the victor victim bleeds : All heads must come To the cold tomb : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust.
Стр. 713 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Стр. 713 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Стр. 489 - Which the great lord inhabits not; and so This grove is wild with tangling underwood, And the trim walks are broken up, and grass, Thin grass and king-cups grow within the paths. But never elsewhere in one place I knew So many nightingales; and far and near, In wood and thicket, over the wide grove, They answer and provoke each other's songs, With skirmish and capricious passagings, And murmurs musical and swift jug jug, And one low piping sound more sweet than all...
Стр. 1095 - Bo-bo was strictly enjoined not to let the secret escape, for the neighbours would certainly have stoned them for a couple of abominable wretches, who could think of improving upon the good meat which God had sent them.
Стр. 569 - And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the...
Стр. 345 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet, From birds among the bowers.
Стр. 527 - Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoined, from each thing met conceives delight, The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Стр. 569 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good morrow, Through the sweet-brier, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
Стр. 867 - A sensitive plant in a garden grew, And the young winds fed it with silver dew; And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light, And closed them beneath the kisses of night.