Ainsworth's Magazine: A Miscellany of Romance, General Literature, & Art, 第 6 巻William Harrison Ainsworth Chapman and Hall, 1844 |
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... morning . " “ He is without , in the ante - chamber , ” replied Mrs. Masham , " and only waits your leisure for an audience . " " He stands upon needless ceremony , " replied the queen . " Let him come in . " And the next moment Harley ...
... morning . " “ He is without , in the ante - chamber , ” replied Mrs. Masham , " and only waits your leisure for an audience . " " He stands upon needless ceremony , " replied the queen . " Let him come in . " And the next moment Harley ...
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... morning my name would go forth to the world as the suspected perpetrator of so horrible a deed - the damning evidence , every whit false , with which destiny seemed resolved to work my ruin - my own palsied powers - the abstraction of ...
... morning my name would go forth to the world as the suspected perpetrator of so horrible a deed - the damning evidence , every whit false , with which destiny seemed resolved to work my ruin - my own palsied powers - the abstraction of ...
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... morning . " " MAY , 1840. - Took an airing in my nephew's phaeton . Jack drives too fast : he says it is owing to the march of intellect . I should have preferred walking if it had not been for the gout . Those last boots were ...
... morning . " " MAY , 1840. - Took an airing in my nephew's phaeton . Jack drives too fast : he says it is owing to the march of intellect . I should have preferred walking if it had not been for the gout . Those last boots were ...
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... morning , the ship was far out in Dublin Bay , when Pat Doyle , waking , and shaking up his feathers , ventured to inquire of one of the mates , what time they would be likely to reach Holyhead . " Holyhead ! -i ' faith , honey , what ...
... morning , the ship was far out in Dublin Bay , when Pat Doyle , waking , and shaking up his feathers , ventured to inquire of one of the mates , what time they would be likely to reach Holyhead . " Holyhead ! -i ' faith , honey , what ...
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... morning assault in the corn - store . Varn- harm looked like one stricken with epilepsy . Catching a momentary glimpse of one or two other men in the passage , Manesty sprang like lightning to the door , closed , and locked it , and ...
... morning assault in the corn - store . Varn- harm looked like one stricken with epilepsy . Catching a momentary glimpse of one or two other men in the passage , Manesty sprang like lightning to the door , closed , and locked it , and ...
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179 ページ - And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes. Now, Lycidas, the Shepherds weep no more; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore, In thy large recompense, and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood.
395 ページ - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds...
83 ページ - Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
178 ページ - And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy...
179 ページ - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears; Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
391 ページ - Had fed the feeling of their masters' thoughts. And every sweetness that inspired their hearts. Their minds, and muses on admired themes; If all the heavenly quintessence they still From their immortal flowers of poesy, Wherein, as in a mirror, we perceive The highest reaches of a human wit; If these had made one poem's period, And all combined in beauty's worthiness, Yet should there hover in their restless heads One thought, one grace, one wonder, at the least, Which into words no virtue can digest.
177 ページ - Hath decked their rising cheeks in red, Such as on your lips is spread ! Here be berries for a queen, Some be red, some be green ; These are of that luscious meat, The great god Pan himself doth eat : All these, and what the woods can yield, The hanging mountain or the field, I freely offer...
83 ページ - ... beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright...
499 ページ - Would I were dead! if God's good will were so; For what is in this world but grief and woe? O God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point...
280 ページ - tis, that you should carry me away: And trust me not, my friends, if, every day, I walk not here with more delight, Than ever, after the most happy fight, In triumph to the capitol I rode, To thank the gods, and to be thought, myself, almost a god.