The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside, Томове 1–2Wiley and Putnam, 1845 |
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... green boughs about our windows , and to fancy ourselves as much as possible in the country , when we are not there . Milton expressed a wish with regard to his study , extremely suitable to our present purpose . He would have the lamp ...
... green boughs about our windows , and to fancy ourselves as much as possible in the country , when we are not there . Milton expressed a wish with regard to his study , extremely suitable to our present purpose . He would have the lamp ...
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... green peas . Somebody had been applauded in company for advising his cook to take some ill - dressed peas to Hammersmith , " because that was the way to Turn'em Green ; " upon which Goldsmith is said to have gone and repeated the pun at ...
... green peas . Somebody had been applauded in company for advising his cook to take some ill - dressed peas to Hammersmith , " because that was the way to Turn'em Green ; " upon which Goldsmith is said to have gone and repeated the pun at ...
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... green . ' 6 There is a very humorous piece of exaggeration in Butler's Remains , —a collection , by the bye , well worthy of Hudibras , and indeed of more interest to the general reader . Butler is defrauded of his fame with readers of ...
... green . ' 6 There is a very humorous piece of exaggeration in Butler's Remains , —a collection , by the bye , well worthy of Hudibras , and indeed of more interest to the general reader . Butler is defrauded of his fame with readers of ...
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Leigh Hunt. that hovers round the marshy lake . It never rises on the green hill , lest the winds meet it there . A terrible Omen . — A mist rose slowly from the lake . It came , in the figure of an aged man , along the silent plain ...
Leigh Hunt. that hovers round the marshy lake . It never rises on the green hill , lest the winds meet it there . A terrible Omen . — A mist rose slowly from the lake . It came , in the figure of an aged man , along the silent plain ...
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... green wood , their anxious observer , their magical opening of the door , their captain , their concealment in the jar , and the scalding oil , that , as it were , extinguished them groaning , one by one ? Have we not all ridden ...
... green wood , their anxious observer , their magical opening of the door , their captain , their concealment in the jar , and the scalding oil , that , as it were , extinguished them groaning , one by one ? Have we not all ridden ...
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Страница 79 - See ! see ! (I cried) she tacks no more ! Hither to work us weal ; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel ! ' The western wave was all a-flame, The day was well-nigh done ! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright Sun ; When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun.
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Страница 197 - MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.