Douglas Jerrold's Shilling Magazine, Volumen3Douglas Jerrold Punch Office, 1846 Contains Douglas Jerrold's novel St. Giles and St. James (selected issues, no. 1-29), illustrated by Leech. |
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... seemed a shadow of their own . And so be of good heart ye many sons of Hercules , fighting , wrestling with the monsters of adverse fate - be of good faith , though you combat in the solitude of a desert ; nevertheless , believe it , if ...
... seemed a shadow of their own . And so be of good heart ye many sons of Hercules , fighting , wrestling with the monsters of adverse fate - be of good faith , though you combat in the solitude of a desert ; nevertheless , believe it , if ...
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... seemed for a time mightily to comfort him . And thus , the attorney continued to dress himself , his hand trembling about every button - hole ; whilst the crowd at his chamber - door exchanged sundry speculations as to the mode and ...
... seemed for a time mightily to comfort him . And thus , the attorney continued to dress himself , his hand trembling about every button - hole ; whilst the crowd at his chamber - door exchanged sundry speculations as to the mode and ...
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... seemed to look hard and searchingly at him , as if to say , Who are you now ? You don't seem to me just like the rest of these towns- folks , who don't care a halfpenny for anybody that isn't dressed up as grand as my lord or my lady .
... seemed to look hard and searchingly at him , as if to say , Who are you now ? You don't seem to me just like the rest of these towns- folks , who don't care a halfpenny for anybody that isn't dressed up as grand as my lord or my lady .
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... seemed so cowd and hollow . I war always sighing and malan- choly i ' th ' midst o ' plenty . My husband's goings on made me half - mad . Night after night I had to fetch him home from the pot - house . One day , however , comes a nice ...
... seemed so cowd and hollow . I war always sighing and malan- choly i ' th ' midst o ' plenty . My husband's goings on made me half - mad . Night after night I had to fetch him home from the pot - house . One day , however , comes a nice ...
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... seemed like a raging going - fire . He war at me aw the way home . He seemed to drive me up th ' street like a great wind . Well , ' said he , and what better art thou now ? Art ta any fuller , or any fatter ; any richer or any better ...
... seemed like a raging going - fire . He war at me aw the way home . He seemed to drive me up th ' street like a great wind . Well , ' said he , and what better art thou now ? Art ta any fuller , or any fatter ; any richer or any better ...
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Página 370 - He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Tims on its sounding anvil shaped...
Página 223 - I create the fruit of the lips; " Peace, peace to him that is far off, and to him that is near," saith the Lord;
Página 369 - Let there be no strife, I pray thee, between me and thee, and between my herdsmen and thy herdsmen, for we be brethren. Is not the whole land before thee? Separate thyself, I pray thee, from me. If thou wilt take the left hand, then I will go to the right, or if thou depart to the right hand, then I will go to the left.
Página 370 - Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.
Página 455 - What a pity is it to see a proper gentleman to have such a crick in his neck that he cannot look backward ! yet no better is he who cannot see behind him the actions which long since were performed. History maketh a young man to be old, without either wrinkles or gray hairs; privileging him with the experience of age, without either the infirmities or inconveniences thereof.
Página 152 - like an angel," was in Christie's Sale Rooms when a •portrait of Admiral Drake was put up for auction. It was so unlike the one of the friend who was shortly to rob him of the treasure of his heart, that little as he could afford it, he bought the picture, and laid it before the earl. The two were compared, and certainly we were no more alike than Mrs. Gamp and Hebe. But Mr. Smith declared I had been in the possession of his family for hundreds of years ; and it was as much as I could do to keep...
Página 68 - Yea, it not only maketh things past, present ; but enableth one to make a rational conjecture of things to come. For this world affordeth no new accidents, but in the same sense wherein we call it a new moon, which is the old one in another shape, and yet no other than what hath been formerly. Old actions return again, furbished over with some new and different Circumstances.
Página 465 - ... in any manner destroyed, but by the lawful judgment of his peers, or by the law of the land...
Página 560 - But in Oliver's time, as I say, there was still belief in the Judgments of God ; in Oliver's time, there was yet no distracted jargon of ' abolishing Capital Punishments,' of Jean-Jacques Philanthropy, and universal rosewater in this world still so full of sin.
Página 313 - for I dreamt that they made me pack up one of the quarters, like spring-lamb, and carry it to your old muffin shop, and hang it jest over the door atween the two windows, as a warning to all traitors. And I hung it up. And then I dreamt I sat down on the door-step, and it was as much as ever I could do to keep the birds from pecking at you, for all I did nothing but pelt 'em with dollars."