New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Band 94Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth E. W. Allen, 1852 |
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... lordship very bizarre - are probably beaten out of the field . I know a case in which the family of an English peer , who , in the country , are on visiting terms with the family of a neighbour , a very rich manufacturer , do not ...
... lordship very bizarre - are probably beaten out of the field . I know a case in which the family of an English peer , who , in the country , are on visiting terms with the family of a neighbour , a very rich manufacturer , do not ...
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... lordship ? " " And have that fat Hall up and make him muzzy , " suggested Jug , helping himself to an overflowing bumper of port . " Oh , Hall's a good fellow , " growled the colonel ; " I won't have him run down . " " We don't want to ...
... lordship ? " " And have that fat Hall up and make him muzzy , " suggested Jug , helping himself to an overflowing bumper of port . " Oh , Hall's a good fellow , " growled the colonel ; " I won't have him run down . " " We don't want to ...
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... lordship was so satis- fied with his pedigree , that he would rather be a dead Heartycheer than a live anybody else . As a sportsman he was first - rate , and hounds had been kept at Heartycheer Castle time out of mind . The memory of ...
... lordship was so satis- fied with his pedigree , that he would rather be a dead Heartycheer than a live anybody else . As a sportsman he was first - rate , and hounds had been kept at Heartycheer Castle time out of mind . The memory of ...
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... lordship , who was now well turned of seventy , used to talk in his confidential moments of having sown his " wild ... lordship was , Dicky would reply , with a purse of his mouth , and a pleasant smile , Well , sir , I really think we ...
... lordship , who was now well turned of seventy , used to talk in his confidential moments of having sown his " wild ... lordship was , Dicky would reply , with a purse of his mouth , and a pleasant smile , Well , sir , I really think we ...
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... lordship , who knew how to cap Dicky on the scent . " A townsman — the man they call the Emperor of Morocco . " Then , sinking his voice , he added , in an under tone , as he drew his horse nearer his lordship's , " They say the emperor ...
... lordship , who knew how to cap Dicky on the scent . " A townsman — the man they call the Emperor of Morocco . " Then , sinking his voice , he added , in an under tone , as he drew his horse nearer his lordship's , " They say the emperor ...
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Angelena Anna Ansayrii appeared arms artillery asked beautiful Belphegor better Caffres called Cap'n Cape Walker Capstan Captain Captain Penny Chandos coast colonel Dicky door England English exclaimed eyes father favour feeling Ficquelmont fire followed France French gentleman give guns Hall hand Hartwell head heard heart Heartycheer Hester honour horse hounds hour hunting Island Jibal Kalah labour lady land Leicester Lieutenant look Lord Lord George Bentinck Lord Palmerston lordship Louis Napoleon Bonaparte means Melville Island mind Miss morning musket Nahr al Kabir never night observed officers once party passed political poor present replied returned round seemed seen Shaikh side soldiers Somerset soon stood Stothard tell thing thought tion took town troops turned voice Walpole Wellington Channel words young
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Seite 215 - Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there, The fix'd yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill/ changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy...
Seite 215 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers...
Seite 161 - It was the first thing in the morning and the last thing at night, till I confess it began to be something of a bore to me.
Seite 283 - mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding like a bee, — Both were mine! Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy When I was young! When I was young? — Ah, woful When! Ah, for the change 'twixt Now and Then!
Seite 373 - Par ma foi, il ya plus de quarante ans que je dis de la prose, sans que j'en susse rien; et je vous suis le plus obligé du monde de m'avoir appris cela.
Seite 204 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Seite 286 - Besides, it was talk not flowing any-whither like a river, but spreading every-whither in inextricable currents and regurgitations like a lake or sea ; terribly deficient in definite goal or aim, nay often in logical intelligibility ; what you were to believe or do, on any earthly or heavenly thing, obstinately refusing to appear from it.
Seite 13 - On this question of principle, while actual suffering was yet afar off, they raised their flag against a power, to which, for purposes of foreign conquest and subjugation, Rome, in the height of her glory, is not to be compared ; a power which has dotted over the surface of the whole globe with her possessions and military posts, whose morning drum-beat, following the sun, and keeping company with the hours, circles the earth with one continuous and unbroken strain of the martial airs of England.
Seite 358 - Nor will men persist in confounding, any more than God confounds, with genuine infidelity and an atheism of the heart those passionate impatient struggles of a boy towards distant truth and love, made in the dark, and ended by one sweep of the natural seas before the full moral sunrise could shine out on him.
Seite 410 - I SEE the wealthy miller yet, His double chin, his portly size, And who that knew him could forget The busy wrinkles round his eyes ? The slow wise smile that, round about His dusty forehead drily curl'd, Seem'd half- within and half- without, And full of dealings with the world...