The Etonian, Том 1Knight and Dredge, John Warren, 1821 |
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... seemed always to amalgamate , though their motives were always different . We observed a tenant of our friend ploughing a small field , and stopped a short time to regard the contented ap- pearance of the man , and the cheerful whistle ...
... seemed always to amalgamate , though their motives were always different . We observed a tenant of our friend ploughing a small field , and stopped a short time to regard the contented ap- pearance of the man , and the cheerful whistle ...
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... seemed to be looked upon as a sort of oracles whom they all assailed with different interrogations . I was almost tempted to ask a question of one of the nearest of them , when the clock struck , and they all hurried away at the same ...
... seemed to be looked upon as a sort of oracles whom they all assailed with different interrogations . I was almost tempted to ask a question of one of the nearest of them , when the clock struck , and they all hurried away at the same ...
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... seemed a strange long stage , and the Passengers were all falling asleep . Mr. Lozell begged leave to coincide with his Hon- ourable Friend's sentiments . Mr. Oakley then made the following harangue , which had at least the effect of ...
... seemed a strange long stage , and the Passengers were all falling asleep . Mr. Lozell begged leave to coincide with his Hon- ourable Friend's sentiments . Mr. Oakley then made the following harangue , which had at least the effect of ...
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... seemed to assume the contemplative manners of Le Blanc , and the broad unthinking physiognomy of Robert Musgrave laboured to screw itself into the sedate gravity of Martin Sterling . Meantime Mr. Golightly led Sir Thomas to the throne ...
... seemed to assume the contemplative manners of Le Blanc , and the broad unthinking physiognomy of Robert Musgrave laboured to screw itself into the sedate gravity of Martin Sterling . Meantime Mr. Golightly led Sir Thomas to the throne ...
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... seemed to have taken off its horses at the O'Connor Public - house , was handed to the top of the table . Sir Thomas threw himself on one knee . - The scene was most impressive . The Secretary was called upon to read the Oath of Fealty ...
... seemed to have taken off its horses at the O'Connor Public - house , was handed to the top of the table . Sir Thomas threw himself on one knee . - The scene was most impressive . The Secretary was called upon to read the Oath of Fealty ...
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acquaintance admiration amusement appearance Asyndeton Bathos beautiful Blanc bright character Courtenay cried dear delight dream dress Elfrida endeavour Eton Etonian expression fair fancy father favour favourite fear feel genius gentleman Gerard Montgomery give Godiva Golightly hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart honour hope Kennet-hold King of Clubs laugh Leofwyn Lionel look Lord Lord Byron Lord Ruthven Lothaire lov'd lover Lozell manner Marriage Martin Sterling Meeting Members mind Monxton Musgrave nature Nesbit never nickname night Number O'CONNOR o'er Oakley object observed opinion passion perceived Peregrine person pleasure Poems Poet Poetry present Quadrille racter readers Reginald d'Arennes replied RICHARD HODGSON Rowley Saxon scene schoolfellows seemed silent smile sorrow soul spirit sure sweet talents taste thee thine thing thought tion turned voice Wentworth Whig William Rowley words Wordsworth young youth
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Страница 312 - The moving Moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside — Her beams bemocked the sultry main, Like April hoar-frost spread; But where the ship's huge shadow lay, The charmed water burnt alway A still and awful red.
Страница 222 - O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And somewhat of a sad perplexity, The picture of the mind revives again: While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For...
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Страница 314 - With downcast eyes and modest grace; For well she knew I could not choose But gaze upon her face. I told her of the knight that wore Upon his shield a burning brand ; And that, for ten long years, he wooed The lady of the land.
Страница 225 - If thou be one whose heart the holy forms Of young imagination have kept pure, Stranger ! henceforth be warned; and know, that pride, Howe'er disguised in its own majesty, Is littleness; that he, who feels contempt For any living thing, hath faculties Which he has never used; that thought with him 50 Is in its infancy.
Страница 338 - A month or more hath she been dead, Yet cannot I by force be led To think upon the wormy bed, And her together. A springy motion in her gait, A rising step, did indicate Of pride and joy no common rate, That flush'd her spirit. I know not by what name beside I shall it call : — if 'twas not pride, It was a joy to that allied, She did inherit.
Страница 313 - Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning! And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute.
Страница 338 - When from thy cheerful eyes a ray Hath struck a bliss upon the day, A bliss that would not go away, A sweet fore-warning?