Sharpe's London Magazine: a Journal of Entertainment and Instruction for General Reading..., Том 8A.Hill, Virtue, and Company, 1849 Vols. 22-23 include illustrations by George Cruikshank. |
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... mother . The perusal of the con- tents of Harry's letter much mollified his mother's opinions . She read and re - read the letter ; and as the writer was not in the fatal position which it implied , it was an unmixed pleasure to read ...
... mother . The perusal of the con- tents of Harry's letter much mollified his mother's opinions . She read and re - read the letter ; and as the writer was not in the fatal position which it implied , it was an unmixed pleasure to read ...
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... mother nor sister . He was in a If he perplexity . The seat must not be lost . He made a interview . Pass we the ungainly detail . retained any self - respect in his demeanour towards merit of necessity , and got some one to propose his ...
... mother nor sister . He was in a If he perplexity . The seat must not be lost . He made a interview . Pass we the ungainly detail . retained any self - respect in his demeanour towards merit of necessity , and got some one to propose his ...
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... mother's feet for her blessing . There is contempt throughout in his treatment of Buckingham ; in his strained humility towards him at first , where he says : - We cannot help being moved by these retributive throes and heart ...
... mother's feet for her blessing . There is contempt throughout in his treatment of Buckingham ; in his strained humility towards him at first , where he says : - We cannot help being moved by these retributive throes and heart ...
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... mother were clad in the deepest mourning , and the traces of some recent heart- felt sorrow might be discerned in either face . A stranger would have taken them for sisters , rather than for mother and daughter ; for there were lines of ...
... mother were clad in the deepest mourning , and the traces of some recent heart- felt sorrow might be discerned in either face . A stranger would have taken them for sisters , rather than for mother and daughter ; for there were lines of ...
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... mother's arms . difference being , that the hair in the portrait was of a rich brown instead of black . After comparing the two for a moment , Mrs. Arundel attempted to speak , but her voice failing her from emotion , she burst into ...
... mother's arms . difference being , that the hair in the portrait was of a rich brown instead of black . After comparing the two for a moment , Mrs. Arundel attempted to speak , but her voice failing her from emotion , she burst into ...
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Страница 202 - Whosoever drinketh of this water shall thirst again. But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him, shall never thirst: but the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life.
Страница 181 - To Deptford by water, reading Othello, Moor of Venice, which I ever heretofore esteemed a mighty good play ; but, having so lately read The Adventures of Five Hours, it seems a mean thing.
Страница 123 - DAY ! Faster and more fast, O'er night's brim, day boils at last; Boils, pure gold, o'er the cloud-cup's brim Where spurting and suppressed it lay ; For not a froth-flake touched the rim Of yonder gap in the solid gray Of the eastern cloud, an hour away ; But forth one wavelet, then another, curled, Till the whole sunrise, not to be suppressed, Rose, reddened, and its seething breast Flickered...
Страница 181 - Discoursed with Mr. Hooke about the nature of sounds, and he did make me understand the nature of musicall sounds made by strings, mighty prettily; and told me that having come to a certain number of vibrations proper to make any tone, he is able to tell how many strokes a fly makes with her wings, those flies that hum in their flying, by the note that it answers to in musique, during their flying. That, I suppose, is a little too much refined; but his discourse in general of sound was mighty fine.
Страница 228 - Be not weary in well-doing, for in due season ye shall reap, if ye faint not.
Страница 16 - Oh that my words were now written ! oh that they were printed in a book! That they were graven with an iron pen and lead in the rock for ever!
Страница 164 - Oh, what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torment, through glory and shame, I know not, I ask not, if guilt's in that heart : I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art.
Страница 213 - ... as if there were sought in knowledge a couch whereupon to rest a searching and restless spirit; or a terrace for a wandering and variable mind to walk up and down with a fair prospect; or a tower of state, for a proud mind to raise itself upon; or a fort or commanding ground, for strife and contention; or a shop, for profit or sale; and not a rich storehouse for the glory of the Creator and the relief of man's estate.
Страница 22 - The Moor is of a free and open nature, That thinks men honest, that but seem to be so ; And will as tenderly be led by the nose, As asses are.
Страница 124 - All service ranks the same with God: If now, as formerly he trod Paradise, his presence fills Our earth, each only as God wills Can work — God's puppets, best and worst, Are we; there is no last nor first.