The Magazine of the beau monde; or, Monthly journal of fashion [afterw.] The Nouveau beau monde; or Magazine of fashion |
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... reading , had currences of a night on guard . all ceased , every one except
myself was wrapped in While possessing myself , ( with the aid of my spec -
profound slumber , and the peace of night was only tacles , ) of the information
contained ...
... reading , had currences of a night on guard . all ceased , every one except
myself was wrapped in While possessing myself , ( with the aid of my spec -
profound slumber , and the peace of night was only tacles , ) of the information
contained ...
Página 164
We fled in the dark night . At length the moon Rose on the midnight , - when I saw
the face Of my last child was ghastly white , and set In the death agony , and from
his side The life . blood came like tears ; and then I prayed That he would rest ...
We fled in the dark night . At length the moon Rose on the midnight , - when I saw
the face Of my last child was ghastly white , and set In the death agony , and from
his side The life . blood came like tears ; and then I prayed That he would rest ...
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The visit to Ariel ' s bower the thing better than hypercritical , will bear me out in
night before - - all the retrospect of his past feelings , and the asserting .
examination of his existing ones , had served finally to It so happened that , on
the night ...
The visit to Ariel ' s bower the thing better than hypercritical , will bear me out in
night before - - all the retrospect of his past feelings , and the asserting .
examination of his existing ones , had served finally to It so happened that , on
the night ...
Página 71
BY AN AMERICAN IN IRELAND . Bright and generous as the hearts of those it
warmed , was the flame that kindled on the hearth of Murthy Delaney ' s cottage ,
glowing through a volume of smoke on the merry night of All - hallowmass .
BY AN AMERICAN IN IRELAND . Bright and generous as the hearts of those it
warmed , was the flame that kindled on the hearth of Murthy Delaney ' s cottage ,
glowing through a volume of smoke on the merry night of All - hallowmass .
Página 90
I could not think of sleep , I could not even go to bed , for Again , when night came
on , I saw the lonely widow watching from my window the distracted motions of
the watching and rocking herself by her son ' s bedside . Anounhappy widow ; as
...
I could not think of sleep , I could not even go to bed , for Again , when night came
on , I saw the lonely widow watching from my window the distracted motions of
the watching and rocking herself by her son ' s bedside . Anounhappy widow ; as
...
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The Magazine of the beau monde; or, Monthly journal of fashion ..., Volúmenes4-5 Vista completa - 1834 |
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Página 112 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Página 82 - 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 song, With skirmish and capricious passagings, And murmurs musical and swift jug jug, And one low piping sound more sweet than all...
Página 133 - There is none In all this cold and hollow world, no fount Of deep, strong, deathless love, save that within A mother's heart.
Página 127 - Ah ! fleeter far than fleetest storm or steed, Or the death they bear, The heart which tender thought clothes like a dove With the wings of care ; In the battle, in the darkness, in the need, Shall mine cling to thee, Nor claim one smile for all the comfort, love, It may bring to thee.