Mrs. Stephens' Illustrated New Monthly, Volúmenes1-2Mrs. Ann S. Stephens, 1856 |
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... Rose and Kate . Rose is my heroine . She was young and beautiful . The incredulous reader smiles . All novel heroines are , he says . He is very right . I am well aware myself that it is the fortune of this kind of humanity to possess a ...
... Rose and Kate . Rose is my heroine . She was young and beautiful . The incredulous reader smiles . All novel heroines are , he says . He is very right . I am well aware myself that it is the fortune of this kind of humanity to possess a ...
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... Rose . " Is it safe , Rose ? " said Mr. Elsworth . " Yes , " was the reply ; " quite safe , for we neutral- ize each other . Your loyalty will secure you with the tories , and my whiggism will protect us with the other faction ...
... Rose . " Is it safe , Rose ? " said Mr. Elsworth . " Yes , " was the reply ; " quite safe , for we neutral- ize each other . Your loyalty will secure you with the tories , and my whiggism will protect us with the other faction ...
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... Rose ; " that if you zealous loyalists could shift off James , we , with less belief in the divine rights of kings , can shift off George . " " For my part , " said Miss Sarah , coming to the rescue of her brother , " I can not ...
... Rose ; " that if you zealous loyalists could shift off James , we , with less belief in the divine rights of kings , can shift off George . " " For my part , " said Miss Sarah , coming to the rescue of her brother , " I can not ...
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... Rose started to obey the summons , when Kate ran espouse the cause of your king . Your education , your before her , and flung her arms around her neck . " You're looking sad . I never saw it in you before . every impulse of his heart ...
... Rose started to obey the summons , when Kate ran espouse the cause of your king . Your education , your before her , and flung her arms around her neck . " You're looking sad . I never saw it in you before . every impulse of his heart ...
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... Rose ; " but it seems to me to be poor argument to deny the justice of a great cause because its success would embolden unprincipled imitators . Revolutions certainly should not be entered into lightly . History will say that this was ...
... Rose ; " but it seems to me to be poor argument to deny the justice of a great cause because its success would embolden unprincipled imitators . Revolutions certainly should not be entered into lightly . History will say that this was ...
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Agnes arms Azrael beautiful breath brother Burnley cheek child cried Cyclops dark dear door dream Elsworth exclaimed eyes face fancy father fear feel fell felt flowers followed girl glance Grace hand happy Harrington head heard heart horse hour Ireton James Harrington Juan Alvarez knew lady laugh Laura Keene leave light Lina lips lived look Mabel Marietta marriage married Maud Mayberry Miss Mont Blanc morning mother Murad Nellie never night once pale passed passion plebe poor Ralph Redesdale replied river Rose round Roundhead Saluda River scene seemed Selim shadow side silence smile Smitth soul speak stood strange sweet tears tell thing thou thought Thrapstone Thurlby Tintoretto tion Tom Hood trembling turned voice walked West Point wife wild window woman words young Zillah
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Página 23 - His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow; The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath; He had a broad face and a little round belly, That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly.
Página 285 - So may the outward shows be least themselves; The world is still deceiv'd with ornament. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament?
Página 23 - He was chubby and plump — a right jolly old elf : And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself; A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
Página 22 - Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
Página 22 - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse ; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...
Página 120 - Take me, and bind these arms, these hands, With Russia's heaviest iron bands, And drag me to Siberia's wild To perish, if 'twill save my child !" " Peace, woman, peace !" the leader cried, Tearing the pale boy from her side ; And in his ruffian grasp he bore His victim to the temple door.
Página 22 - And mamma in her kerchief and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap, — When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
Página 120 - Ye hold me not ! no ! no, nor can ; This hour has made the boy a man. I knelt before my slaughtered sire, Nor felt one throb of vengeful ire. I wept upon his marble brow, Yes, wept! I was a child ; but now My noble mother, on her knee, Hath done the work of years for me...
Página 78 - And well an earnest word beseems The work the earnest hand prepares; Its load more light the labor deems, When sweet discourse the labor shares. So let us ponder — nor in vain — What strength can work when labor wills; For who would not the fool disdain Who ne'er designs what he fulfils?
Página 120 - Ha! start ye back? Fool! coward! knave ! Think ye my noble father's glaive Would drink the life-blood of a slave? The pearls that on the handle flame Would blush to rubies in their shame; The blade would quiver in thy breast Ashamed of such ignoble rest. No! thus I rend the tyrant's chain, And fling him back a boy's disdain...