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O deary me , ' exclaimed his wife , he must have lost a mint of money - we had
better go up stairs and leave him alone ; he ' ll be better after a bottle of port ,
perhaps . ' I was very glad to go away , and being very tired , I went to bed without
any ...
O deary me , ' exclaimed his wife , he must have lost a mint of money - we had
better go up stairs and leave him alone ; he ' ll be better after a bottle of port ,
perhaps . ' I was very glad to go away , and being very tired , I went to bed without
any ...
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They are , therefore , good and sensible proverbs that say — Better be alone than
in ill company . and Better an empty house than a bad tenant ; because of all
things that are easiest to do and hardest to undo , is marriage ; and , as another ...
They are , therefore , good and sensible proverbs that say — Better be alone than
in ill company . and Better an empty house than a bad tenant ; because of all
things that are easiest to do and hardest to undo , is marriage ; and , as another ...
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Honest Allan Cunningham ! Such is the flattering sobriquet by which the worthy
fellow who sits on the opposite page is generally known ; and no title is better
deserved . We think that his very face is almost a sufficient guarantee for its
justice .
Honest Allan Cunningham ! Such is the flattering sobriquet by which the worthy
fellow who sits on the opposite page is generally known ; and no title is better
deserved . We think that his very face is almost a sufficient guarantee for its
justice .
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On the day of publication , I met the Editor of a London Journal with the volume
under his arm , and inquired how he liked it ; he gave his shoulders a shrug , and
said , ' So , so ! - a better kind of ballad - style ! - - a better kind of ballad - style !
On the day of publication , I met the Editor of a London Journal with the volume
under his arm , and inquired how he liked it ; he gave his shoulders a shrug , and
said , ' So , so ! - a better kind of ballad - style ! - - a better kind of ballad - style !
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Thus far all was well ; what follows , however , is still better . Some time ago a
young lady of large fortune , and still larger expectations , on a visit to the capital ,
had met with Mr . Von H . , and had clandestinely formed an acquaintance which
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Thus far all was well ; what follows , however , is still better . Some time ago a
young lady of large fortune , and still larger expectations , on a visit to the capital ,
had met with Mr . Von H . , and had clandestinely formed an acquaintance which
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490 ページ - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when, with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
84 ページ - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land, To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and safe ; And craves no other tribute at thy hands But love, fair looks, and true obedience ; Too little payment for so great a debt.
88 ページ - But know ye for certain, that if ye put me to death, ye shall surely bring innocent blood upon yourselves, and upon this city, and upon the inhabitants thereof: for of a truth the Lord hath sent me unto you to speak all these words in your ears.
492 ページ - The wind in the reeds and the rushes, The bees on the bells of thyme, The birds on the myrtle bushes, The cicale above in the lime, And the lizards below in the grass, Were as silent as ever old Tmolus was, Listening to my sweet pipings.
490 ページ - I hang like a roof, The mountains its columns be. The triumphal arch through which I march With hurricane, fire and snow, When the powers of the air are chained to my chair, Is the million-coloured bow ; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below.
492 ページ - I pursued a maiden and clasped a reed. Gods and men, we are all deluded thus! It breaks in our bosom and then we bleed: All wept, as I think both ye now would, If envy or age had not frozen your blood, At the sorrow of my sweet pipings.
491 ページ - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright: I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me — who knows how? To thy chamber window, Sweet! The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The Champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart; — As I must on thine, Oh, beloved as thou art!
491 ページ - O'er the terrible sea, I and thou ? " One boat-cloak did cover The loved and the lover : Their blood beats one measure, They murmur proud pleasure Soft and low ; — While around the lashed ocean, Like mountains in motion, Is withdrawn and uplifted, Sunk, shattered, and shifted To and fro.
491 ページ - The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream — The Champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream; The nightingale's complaint, It dies upon her heart; — As I must on thine, Oh ! beloved as thou art ! Oh lift me from the grass! I die! I faint! I fail! Let thy love in kisses rain On my lips and eyelids pale.
491 ページ - Our boat has one sail, And the helmsman is pale ; — A bold pilot I trow, Who should follow us now," — Shouted He— And she cried : " Ply the oar! Put off gaily from shore !" — As she spoke, bolts of death Mixed with hail, specked their path O'er the sea. And from isle, tower and rock, The blue beacon cloud broke, And though dumb in the blast, The red cannon flashed fast From the lee.