The Portfolio of Entertaining & Instructive Varieties in History, Literature, Fine Arts, Etc. ..., Volumen4Duncombe., 1827 |
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... cried the Earl after hastily glancing over the paper , I am myself but a newly pardoned criminal , and there- fore little warranted to become a suitor ; but I feel too happy in her grace's favor not to wish to extend it to others ...
... cried the Earl after hastily glancing over the paper , I am myself but a newly pardoned criminal , and there- fore little warranted to become a suitor ; but I feel too happy in her grace's favor not to wish to extend it to others ...
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... cried he , and blessed himself , and looked on poor Aslog , who seemed to be dying of weakness before his eyes . But scarcely had the exclamation passed his lips , when the storm ceased , the waves subsided , and the vessel came to the ...
... cried he , and blessed himself , and looked on poor Aslog , who seemed to be dying of weakness before his eyes . But scarcely had the exclamation passed his lips , when the storm ceased , the waves subsided , and the vessel came to the ...
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... Cried , Phillis , love , remember . Remember , aye ! a solemn voice Within replied full quickly ; I will remember thee , my Ned , Although I am wery sickly . No sooner said than open flew ' The door - and there stood Phillis , And she ...
... Cried , Phillis , love , remember . Remember , aye ! a solemn voice Within replied full quickly ; I will remember thee , my Ned , Although I am wery sickly . No sooner said than open flew ' The door - and there stood Phillis , And she ...
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... cried , Behold , my father's daughter ! Now Edward knew not what to think , Yet gazed where Phillis pointed ; When lo ! he saw her mangled corse , With blood and mud anointed . What's this ? in frantic cue he cried , Is't thee or thy ap ...
... cried , Behold , my father's daughter ! Now Edward knew not what to think , Yet gazed where Phillis pointed ; When lo ! he saw her mangled corse , With blood and mud anointed . What's this ? in frantic cue he cried , Is't thee or thy ap ...
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... cried she , my husband whom I love more than myself , there he sits , petrified for ever ; never again will he open his eyes ! Three hundred years lived I with my father on the island of Kun- nan , happy in the innocence of youth , as ...
... cried she , my husband whom I love more than myself , there he sits , petrified for ever ; never again will he open his eyes ! Three hundred years lived I with my father on the island of Kun- nan , happy in the innocence of youth , as ...
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19 LITTLE QUEEN appeared Appollonia arms beauty body bosom Bradshaigh Brunswick bustard Calais called castle Cathleen child Communications post-paid Countess of Shrewsbury cried dark daugh dear death Deira Dick Fitzgerald door Eurelia exclaimed eyes face father fear feel fell flowers gazed Geoffrey Rudel Glasgow hand happy head heard heart heaven honour hope horse hour husband Inchcape rock John Carson King knew lady light little Walter live look Lord lover Mac Phun Mary Allerton ment Merrow mind morning neral ness never night o'er once Osmund passed Paulden poor Quattresson QUEEN STREET HOLBORN Reginald replied rose round Rugantino ruins scene seemed side sleep smile soon soul sound spirit stood stranger sweet tears tell Theatre thee ther thing thou thought tion tree voice whilst wife wild woman young youth
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Página 380 - Annual for me, the grape, the rose renew The juice nectareous, and the balmy dew; For me, the mine a thousand treasures brings; For me, health gushes from a thousand springs; Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise; My foot-stool earth, my canopy the skies.
Página 43 - That very time I saw (but thou couldst not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Página 270 - And wait the approaching sign to strike, at once, Into the general choir. Even Mountains, Vales, And Forests seem, impatient, to demand The promised sweetness. Man superior walks Amid the glad Creation, musing praise, And looking lively gratitude. At last, The Clouds consign their treasures to the fields, And, softly shaking on the dimpled pool Prelusive drops, let all their moisture flow, In large effusion, o'er the freshened world.
Página 97 - Earth with age was wan, The skeletons of nations were Around that lonely man! Some had expired in fight — the brands Still rusted in their bony hands ; In plague and famine some ! Earth's cities had no sound nor tread ; And ships were drifting with the dead To shores where all was dumb! Yet, prophet-like, that lone one stood, With dauntless words and high...
Página 449 - Let me not burst in ignorance ! but tell, Why thy canonized bones, hearsed in death, Have burst their cerements ! why the sepulchre. Wherein we saw thee quietly in-urn'd. Hath oped his ponderous and marble jaws, To cast thee up again...
Página 184 - Some men are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
Página 43 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, — Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, — And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Página 172 - Except a man be born again, he cannot enter into the kingdom of God,
Página 103 - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Página 98 - I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak thy dirge of death — Their rounded gasp and gurgling breath To see thou shall not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall — The majesty of darkness shall Receive my parting ghost!