The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Volúmenes72-73Joseph Rogerson, 1870 |
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... walk out of the purple and wed the poet Habbington , who sang her praises as maid and matron , and loved her , not- withstanding she was his wife ! I will let a woman * say that " his poems to Castara formings of herself . She was one ...
... walk out of the purple and wed the poet Habbington , who sang her praises as maid and matron , and loved her , not- withstanding she was his wife ! I will let a woman * say that " his poems to Castara formings of herself . She was one ...
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... Walking through the summer fields at twilight , I bave come near stepping upon him , and was much the more disturbed of the two . When attacked in the open fields he con- founds the plans of his enemies by the unheard- of tactics of ...
... Walking through the summer fields at twilight , I bave come near stepping upon him , and was much the more disturbed of the two . When attacked in the open fields he con- founds the plans of his enemies by the unheard- of tactics of ...
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... walking suits of heavy materials Jackets and close - fitting basques , with uppe skirts , have not disappeared , but , with ruffles and sashes , have taken a fresh lease of life , and will last another season . They are worn with close ...
... walking suits of heavy materials Jackets and close - fitting basques , with uppe skirts , have not disappeared , but , with ruffles and sashes , have taken a fresh lease of life , and will last another season . They are worn with close ...
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... , In her downcast , drooping eyes , As she walks beneath the moon . What has waked those piteous sighs , Waked her touching , tender sighs ? Has love found her out so soon ? Even her mother wonderingly Saith , " How strange our Gracie . 67.
... , In her downcast , drooping eyes , As she walks beneath the moon . What has waked those piteous sighs , Waked her touching , tender sighs ? Has love found her out so soon ? Even her mother wonderingly Saith , " How strange our Gracie . 67.
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... walk ing does not exceed a few miles per annum ; and , were it not that he is urged on by the pressure of advancing civilisation , it is little he would progress on his own account . The Turk is constitutionally opposed to manly ...
... walk ing does not exceed a few miles per annum ; and , were it not that he is urged on by the pressure of advancing civilisation , it is little he would progress on his own account . The Turk is constitutionally opposed to manly ...
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Página 174 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Página 53 - And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Página 53 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an Eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist...
Página 53 - Read from some humbler poet. Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start...
Página 174 - Was it a mother's, soft and white? And have the lips of a sister fair Been baptized in the waves of light? God knows best! he was somebody's love: Somebody's heart enshrined him there; Somebody wafted his name above, Night and morn, on the wings of prayer. Somebody wept when he marched away, Looking so handsome, brave, and grand; Somebody's kiss on his forehead lay; Somebody clung to his parting hand.
Página 222 - Fine linen with broidered work from Egypt was that which thou spreadest forth to be thy sail; blue and purple from the isles of Elishah was that which covered thee.
Página 174 - Pale are the lips of delicate mould — Somebody's darling is dying now. Back from the beautiful blue-veined brow Brush the wandering waves of gold; Cross his hands on his bosom now — Somebody's darling is still and cold. Kiss him once for Somebody's sake; Murmur a prayer, soft and low; One bright curl from the cluster take — They were Somebody's pride, you know. Somebody's hand hath rested there; Was it a mother's, soft and white?
Página 293 - Barere approached nearer than any person mentioned in history or fiction, whether man or devil, to the idea of consummate and universal depravity. In him the qualities which are the proper objects of hatred, and the qualities which are the proper objects of contempt, preserve an exquisite and absolute harmony. In almost every particular sort of wickedness he has had rivals. His sensuality was immoderate ; but this was a failing...
Página 222 - See, I have called by name Bezaleel the son of Uri, the son of Hur, of the tribe of Judah : and I have filled him with the spirit of God, in wisdom, and in understanding, and in knowledge, and in all manner of workmanship...
Página 310 - They are like the troubled sea, that cannot rest; whose waters cast up mire and dirt.