Merry's Museum and Parley's Magazine, Томове 31–32S.T. Allen & Company, 1856 |
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... close - reefed topsails , laboring in the swollen sea , and evidently suffering from the effects of the storm . The dashing of the waves against the craggy coast , kept up a tremendous roar , as of distant thunder . And when , occasion ...
... close - reefed topsails , laboring in the swollen sea , and evidently suffering from the effects of the storm . The dashing of the waves against the craggy coast , kept up a tremendous roar , as of distant thunder . And when , occasion ...
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... into the garden , where they would find a wheel - barrow full of rubbish , and some more " fixings " scattered about , close by ; and he wished Johnny would just nal garner of exhaustless nature . Its life does not GENEROSITY REWARDED . 23.
... into the garden , where they would find a wheel - barrow full of rubbish , and some more " fixings " scattered about , close by ; and he wished Johnny would just nal garner of exhaustless nature . Its life does not GENEROSITY REWARDED . 23.
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... close in the next number , and that will make a full year of it , since the problem was given out . The discussion did not com . mence till July , however , and did not grow UTICA , November 20 , 1855 . Heigho ! Mr. 30 MERRY'S MONTHLY ...
... close in the next number , and that will make a full year of it , since the problem was given out . The discussion did not com . mence till July , however , and did not grow UTICA , November 20 , 1855 . Heigho ! Mr. 30 MERRY'S MONTHLY ...
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... close this letter here . We leave for home in a day or two , and shall drop this letter in some Post - office , on our way home . With love for the Museum , I remain its friend , JACK WILSON . Fine sport , indeed , young rovers . Uncle ...
... close this letter here . We leave for home in a day or two , and shall drop this letter in some Post - office , on our way home . With love for the Museum , I remain its friend , JACK WILSON . Fine sport , indeed , young rovers . Uncle ...
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... close to his lips , I heard a few whispered sentences , but in a language totally unknown to me . Seeming to suppose I understood him , however , the poor man put his trembling hand into his robe , and drew forth a parcel , which he ...
... close to his lips , I heard a few whispered sentences , but in a language totally unknown to me . Seeming to suppose I understood him , however , the poor man put his trembling hand into his robe , and drew forth a parcel , which he ...
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Страница 68 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave! And charge with all thy chivalry ! Few, few, shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding sheet, And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Страница 68 - When the drum beat at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast arrayed Each horseman drew his battle-blade, And furious every charger neighed To join the dreadful revelry.
Страница 68 - Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volleyed and thundered; Stormed at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred.
Страница 12 - I loved the brimming wave that swam Thro' quiet meadows round the mill, The sleepy pool above the dam, The pool beneath it never still, The meal-sacks on the whiten'd floor, The dark round of the dripping wheel, The very air about the door Made misty with the floating meal.
Страница 109 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Страница 42 - ... the grand reformer of the age. From my spout, and such spouts as mine, must flow the stream that shall cleanse our earth of the vast portion of its crime and anguish, which has gushed from the fiery fountains of the still.
Страница 41 - In the hot months, when its refreshment was most needed, the dust flew in clouds over the forgotten birthplace of the waters, now their grave. But, in the course of time, a Town Pump was sunk into the source of the ancient spring ; and when the first decayed, another took its place — and then another, and still another — till here stand I, gentlemen and ladies, to serve you with my iron goblet.
Страница 40 - Go draw the cork, tip the decanter ; but when your great toe shall set you a-roaring, it will be no affair of mine. If gentlemen love the pleasant titillation of the gout, it is all one to the Town Pump. This thirsty dog, with his...
Страница 43 - Dry work, this speechifying ; especially to an unpractised orator. I never conceived till now what toil the temperance lecturers undergo for my sake. Hereafter they shall have the business to themselves. Do, some kind Christian, pump a stroke or two, just to wet my whistle. Thank you, sir ! My dear hearers, when the world shall have been regenerated...
Страница 144 - O house of Israel, cannot I do with you as this potter? saith the LORD. Behold, as the clay is in the potter's hand, so are ye in mine hand, O house of Israel.