The New Monthly Magazine and Humorist, Том 57

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Henry Colburn, 1839

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Страница 187 - Noi leggevamo un giorno per diletto di Lancilotto, come amor lo strinse; soli eravamo e senza alcun sospetto. Per più fiate gli occhi ci sospinse quella lettura, e scolorocci il viso: ma solo un punto fu quel che ci vinse. Quando leggemmo il disiato riso esser baciato da cotanto amante, questi, che mai da me non fia diviso, la bocca mi baciò tutto tremante.
Страница 516 - Rab-shakeh, Speak, I pray thee, to thy servants in the Syrian language; for we understand it: and talk not with us in the Jews' language in the ears of the people that are on the wall.
Страница 155 - Familiar as his garter: that, when he speaks, The air, a charter'd libertine, is still, And the mute wonder lurketh in men's ears, To steal his sweet and honey'd sentences...
Страница 272 - For the coronation, if a puppet-show could be worth a million, that is. The multitudes, balconies, guards, and processions, made Palace-yard the liveliest spectacle in the world: the hall was the most glorious. The blaze of lights, the richness and variety of habits, the ceremonial, the benches of peers and peeresses, frequent and full, was as awful as a pageant can be; and yet for the king's sake and my own, I never wish to see another ; nor am impatient to have my lord Effingham's promise fulfilled.
Страница 373 - ... spread the breach that words begin ; And eyes forget the gentle ray They wore in courtship's smiling day ; And voices lose the tone that shed A tenderness round all they said ; Till fast declining, one by one, The sweetnesses of love are gone, And hearts, so lately mingled, seem Like broken clouds — or like the stream That smiling left the mountain's brow, As though its waters ne'er could sever, Yet, ere it reach the plain below, Breaks into floods that part for ever.
Страница 373 - A breath, a touch like this hath shaken ; And ruder words will soon rush in To spread the breach that words begin, And eyes forget the gentle ray They wore in courtship's smiling day, And voices lose the tone that shed A tenderness round all they said ; Till fast declining, one by one, The sweetnesses of love are gone, And hearts, so lately mingled, seem Like broken clouds, or like the stream That smiling left the mountain's brow.
Страница 373 - A something, light as air — a look, A word unkind or wrongly taken — Oh! love, that tempests never shook, A breath, a touch like this hath shaken.
Страница 454 - They served up salmon, venison, and wild boars By hundreds, and by dozens, and by scores. Hogsheads of honey, kilderkins of mustard, Muttons, and fatted beeves, and bacon swine ; Herons and bitterns...
Страница 120 - TO MY NOSE KNOWS he that never took a pinch, Nosey, the pleasure thence which flows, Knows he the titillating joys Which my nose knows? 0 Nose, I am as proud of thee As any mountain of its snows, 1 gaze on thee, and feel that pride A Roman knows ! Albert A.

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