Merry's Museum and Parley's Magazine, Объемы 31-32S.T. Allen & Company, 1856 |
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... took the floor From 1854 , And still , contentious and prolix , ( pro licks , ) To 1856 , Hands down , to be again renewed , The dismal heritage of blood . The scene of that long wasteful strife , So prodigal of human life , It seems to ...
... took the floor From 1854 , And still , contentious and prolix , ( pro licks , ) To 1856 , Hands down , to be again renewed , The dismal heritage of blood . The scene of that long wasteful strife , So prodigal of human life , It seems to ...
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... took up of playthings , seeming to have no other the wreck , found the paper torn in wish than that Harry should " enjoy several places , and the whole toy utterly himself . " His father did not quite ap- past mending . At this he cried ...
... took up of playthings , seeming to have no other the wreck , found the paper torn in wish than that Harry should " enjoy several places , and the whole toy utterly himself . " His father did not quite ap- past mending . At this he cried ...
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... took him home to their mother . She smiled , and advised their restoring its lib- erty ! However , at their earnest im- portunity , she consented to their trying their skill in awakening affec- tion in a toad . He was well fed , and had ...
... took him home to their mother . She smiled , and advised their restoring its lib- erty ! However , at their earnest im- portunity , she consented to their trying their skill in awakening affec- tion in a toad . He was well fed , and had ...
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... took it up at once , and re- plied : " Oh , yes ! Fanny told me , this Where did you morning , that she thought father would be at home before the end of this week . It is now Wednesday , and he must come very soon . But let us run and ...
... took it up at once , and re- plied : " Oh , yes ! Fanny told me , this Where did you morning , that she thought father would be at home before the end of this week . It is now Wednesday , and he must come very soon . But let us run and ...
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... took up the strain , and warbled it through , mimick- ing the robin with such exact perfec- tion , that his mate would have been deceived by it , if she had been there to hear it . Mary was in ecstacies . She clapped her hands , and ran ...
... took up the strain , and warbled it through , mimick- ing the robin with such exact perfec- tion , that his mate would have been deceived by it , if she had been there to hear it . Mary was in ecstacies . She clapped her hands , and ran ...
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Стр. 68 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave! And charge with all thy chivalry ! Few, few, shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding sheet, And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Стр. 68 - When the drum beat at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast arrayed Each horseman drew his battle-blade, And furious every charger neighed To join the dreadful revelry.
Стр. 68 - Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred.
Стр. 12 - I loved the brimming wave that swam Thro' quiet meadows round the mill, The sleepy pool above the dam, The pool beneath it never still, The meal-sacks on the whiten'd floor, The dark round of the dripping wheel, The very air about the door Made misty with the floating meal.
Стр. 109 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Стр. 42 - ... the grand reformer of the age. From my spout, and such spouts as mine, must flow the stream that shall cleanse our earth of the vast portion of its crime and anguish, which has gushed from the fiery fountains of the still.
Стр. 41 - In the hot months, when its refreshment was most needed, the dust flew in clouds over the forgotten birthplace of the waters, now their grave. But, in the course of time, a Town Pump was sunk into the source of the ancient spring ; and when the first decayed, another took its place — and then another, and still another — till here stand I, gentlemen and ladies, to serve you with my iron goblet.
Стр. 40 - Go draw the cork, tip the decanter ; but when your great toe shall set you a-roaring, it will be no affair of mine. If gentlemen love the pleasant titillation of the gout, it is all one to the Town Pump. This thirsty dog, with his...
Стр. 43 - Dry work, this speechifying ; especially to an unpractised orator. I never conceived till now what toil the temperance lecturers undergo for my sake. Hereafter they shall have the business to themselves. Do, some kind Christian, pump a stroke or two, just to wet my whistle. Thank you, sir ! My dear hearers, when the world shall have been regenerated...
Стр. 144 - O house of Israel, cannot I do with you as this potter? saith the LORD. Behold, as the clay is in the potter's hand, so are ye in mine hand, O house of Israel.