Gentleman's Magazine and Historical Review, Volumen280F. Jefferies, 1896 |
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... young fellow clung to the Irishman as his only friend . It was a burning day in August . For once in a way there had been a whole week without either rain or east wind - the wind which drives delicate mortals to fires and fur capes in ...
... young fellow clung to the Irishman as his only friend . It was a burning day in August . For once in a way there had been a whole week without either rain or east wind - the wind which drives delicate mortals to fires and fur capes in ...
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... young statesman's opponents . There is , in fact , the same flavour of reminiscence about " exclusive dealing " in connection with Mr. Gladstone as about his often - criticised and not infrequent appeals to the verdict of " the ...
... young statesman's opponents . There is , in fact , the same flavour of reminiscence about " exclusive dealing " in connection with Mr. Gladstone as about his often - criticised and not infrequent appeals to the verdict of " the ...
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... young lions of Peterborough Court roared in chorus in praise of " The People's William . " But the name never became popular , and another dozen years passed before there dropped , as if from the clouds , an appellation that at once ...
... young lions of Peterborough Court roared in chorus in praise of " The People's William . " But the name never became popular , and another dozen years passed before there dropped , as if from the clouds , an appellation that at once ...
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... young gallants who affronted him , while chapter six tells with archaic force how he served the Widow Stumbelow , who stole a silver cup at the wedding feast . Chapters seven and eight show how Sir Thomas and his lady were summoned to ...
... young gallants who affronted him , while chapter six tells with archaic force how he served the Widow Stumbelow , who stole a silver cup at the wedding feast . Chapters seven and eight show how Sir Thomas and his lady were summoned to ...
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dance of bears , and young lions , likewise a dreadful dragon , on which he himself rid . The King , after taking counsel , decided that Hickathrift was the most likely man to overcome this monstrous giant , and so made him Governor of ...
dance of bears , and young lions , likewise a dreadful dragon , on which he himself rid . The King , after taking counsel , decided that Hickathrift was the most likely man to overcome this monstrous giant , and so made him Governor of ...
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Página 247 - KNOW ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
Página 105 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Página 253 - ... a custom loathsome to the eye, hateful to the nose, harmful to the brain, dangerous to the lungs, and in the black stinking fume thereof, nearest resembling the horrible Stygian smoke of the pit that is bottomless.
Página 606 - Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles to-day, Tomorrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting.
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Página 392 - The letter, as I live, with all the business I writ to his holiness. Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness : And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Página 259 - It was sold then for it's wayte in silver. I have heard some of our old yeomen neighbours say that when they went to Malmesbury or Chippenham market, they culled out their biggest shillings to lay in the scales against the tobacco.
Página 610 - When the house doth sigh and weep, And the world is drown'd in sleep, Yet mine eyes the watch do keep, Sweet Spirit, comfort me! When the artless doctor sees No one hope, but of his fees, And his skill runs on the lees, Sweet Spirit, comfort me!
Página 169 - Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quencht their Orbs, Or dim suffusion veild. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt...
Página 215 - She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red.