Gentleman's Magazine, Volumen1Chas. Alexander, 1837 |
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... turned her face from him , and the butcher's - meat was added to the colonel's list of procurables . Tom Gawkley , a fat , jolly fellow , with a wooden leg , was bound to provide the rest of the wine , and Mrs. W. had been profuse in ...
... turned her face from him , and the butcher's - meat was added to the colonel's list of procurables . Tom Gawkley , a fat , jolly fellow , with a wooden leg , was bound to provide the rest of the wine , and Mrs. W. had been profuse in ...
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... turned her head aside — her heart was much too full for words - a gush of pearly drops - for joy , like grief , hath " Buggins , my beauty , " said Bustleton to the robin hunter , who was disgracefully hacking a choice piece of speckled ...
... turned her head aside — her heart was much too full for words - a gush of pearly drops - for joy , like grief , hath " Buggins , my beauty , " said Bustleton to the robin hunter , who was disgracefully hacking a choice piece of speckled ...
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... turned all their wit and all their invention . I , myself , stood manfully in the midst , with an honourable pride that my green plush shooting Jacket and black head must give me very much the appearance of the bandits who , from time ...
... turned all their wit and all their invention . I , myself , stood manfully in the midst , with an honourable pride that my green plush shooting Jacket and black head must give me very much the appearance of the bandits who , from time ...
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... turned traitor , and was gone to tell the enemy where we might be found . Who knows , thought I , but he may have sold us at so much a head ? Who knows but we may sleep in the Round House to - night , and be whipped through the village ...
... turned traitor , and was gone to tell the enemy where we might be found . Who knows , thought I , but he may have sold us at so much a head ? Who knows but we may sleep in the Round House to - night , and be whipped through the village ...
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... turning my face towards the sky , thus barely keeping my mouth above the surface of the stream . In this posture I ... turned rapidly towards the shore . I soon quitted my painful and dangerous position ; my wound ached intolerably ...
... turning my face towards the sky , thus barely keeping my mouth above the surface of the stream . In this posture I ... turned rapidly towards the shore . I soon quitted my painful and dangerous position ; my wound ached intolerably ...
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Página 92 - The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel, But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledged comrade.
Página 398 - Require the borrow'd gloss of art? Speak not of fate : ah ! change the theme, And talk of odours, talk of wine, Talk of the flowers that round us bloom : 'Tis all a cloud, 'tis all a dream; To love and joy thy thoughts confine, Nor hope to pierce the sacred gloom.
Página 312 - O'er Moscow's towers, that blazed the while, His eagle flag unrolled, — and froze. Here sleeps he now, alone! Not one Of all the kings, whose crowns he gave, Bends o'er his dust; — nor wife nor son Has ever seen or sought his grave.
Página 287 - Hamilton — and a shrewd, clever old carle was he, no doubt, but no more a poet than his precentor. As for poets, I have seen, I believe, all the best of our own time and country — and, though Burns had the most glorious eyes imaginable, I never thought any of them would come up to an artist's notion of the character, except Byron.
Página 326 - And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep ; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep...
Página 131 - Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sun-burnt mirth! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Página 398 - While music charms the ravished ear ; While sparkling cups delight our eyes, Be gay, and scorn the frowns of age. What cruel answer have I heard ? And yet, by Heaven, I love thee still : Can aught be cruel from thy lip...
Página 406 - Twas in the calm and silent night ! The senator of haughty Rome Impatient urged his chariot's flight, From lordly revel rolling home. Triumphal arches, gleaming, swell His breast with thoughts of boundless sway ; What...
Página 406 - Drowsed over common joys and cares: The earth was still — but knew not why; The world was listening — unawares; How calm a moment may precede One that shall thrill the world for ever!
Página 265 - For the children of Judah have done evil in my sight, saith the Lord : they have set their abominations in the house which is called by my name, to pollute it.