Sharpe's London magazine, a journal of entertainment and instruction. [entitled] Sharpe's London journal. [entitled] Sharpe's London magazine, conducted by mrs. S.C. Hall, Томове 7–8Anna Maria Hall 1848 |
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... ladies in paroxysms of laughter ; her grace being fast asleep . Lady Emma was altogether bewildered . She could with difficulty bring herself to believe , that she was listening to the same individual who sat next to her at dinner . It ...
... ladies in paroxysms of laughter ; her grace being fast asleep . Lady Emma was altogether bewildered . She could with difficulty bring herself to believe , that she was listening to the same individual who sat next to her at dinner . It ...
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... lady ? " " Untruly ! -hem ! -did you say untruly ? He did not quite mention all those particulars . But , if you are disposed to retract and apologize , Mr. Sumner— hem ! -perhaps I might . " Do not mistake me , Colonel , " interrupted ...
... lady ? " " Untruly ! -hem ! -did you say untruly ? He did not quite mention all those particulars . But , if you are disposed to retract and apologize , Mr. Sumner— hem ! -perhaps I might . " Do not mistake me , Colonel , " interrupted ...
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... ladies in the. " Oh , but we must see to that ! " exclaimed Mr. D'Aaroni . " Duels are only fit for simpletons , at best ; but ... Lady Agnes , unless he withdraws them . " Thus commissioned , Mr. D'Aaroni shook hands with his principal ...
... ladies in the. " Oh , but we must see to that ! " exclaimed Mr. D'Aaroni . " Duels are only fit for simpletons , at best ; but ... Lady Agnes , unless he withdraws them . " Thus commissioned , Mr. D'Aaroni shook hands with his principal ...
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Anna Maria Hall. " " pied , he joined the ladies in the saloon . Mrs. Sumner | deeply than it expressed , a prey to ... Lady Emma , too , experienced a sense of rending asunder her heartstrings . But it was im- weariness in the absence ...
Anna Maria Hall. " " pied , he joined the ladies in the saloon . Mrs. Sumner | deeply than it expressed , a prey to ... Lady Emma , too , experienced a sense of rending asunder her heartstrings . But it was im- weariness in the absence ...
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... lady , that pale young lady in a black dress , who has come to live at Croye ; I am sure you know who I mean , because she comes to church every day , and you said how beautifully she sang . ' 66 " C 33 Yes , I remember , -what of her ...
... lady , that pale young lady in a black dress , who has come to live at Croye ; I am sure you know who I mean , because she comes to church every day , and you said how beautifully she sang . ' 66 " C 33 Yes , I remember , -what of her ...
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Страница 217 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Страница 17 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain.
Страница 54 - In Endymion, I leaped headlong into the Sea, and thereby have become better acquainted with the Soundings, the quicksands, and the rocks, than if I had stayed upon the green shore, and piped a silly pipe, and took tea and comfortable advice. I was never afraid of failure; for I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
Страница 114 - Look not upon me, because I am black, Because the sun hath looked upon me: My mother's children were angry with me ; They made me the keeper of the vineyards; But mine own vineyard have I not kept.
Страница 64 - O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice ; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
Страница 79 - Joy is the sweet voice, Joy the luminous cloud — We in ourselves rejoice! And thence flows all that charms or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light.
Страница 16 - love," which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another And not in me : I am myself alone.
Страница 55 - O that I could be buried near where she lives! I am afraid to write to her — to receive a letter from her — to see her handwriting would break my heart — even to hear of her anyhow, to see her name written, would be more than I can bear.
Страница 12 - 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 55 - I believe tho' she has faults — the same as Charmian and Cleopatra might have had. Yet she is a fine thing speaking in a worldly way: for there are two distinct tempers of mind in which we judge of things — the worldly, theatrical and pantomimical ; and the unearthly, spiritual and ethereal — in the former Buonaparte, Lord Byron and this Charmian hold the first place in our Minds ; in the latter, John Howard, Bishop Hooker rocking his child's cradle, and you my dear Sister are the conquering...