Saturday Night: Comprising a Review of New Publications, Biography, Essays on Literature, the Arts and Sciences, Anecdotes, Topographical Description, Band 1 |
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Their legs and feet are generally bare , and their heads hooded , as it were , with a long towel , which ... There the girl , like Thetis , treading on a soft carpet , has her white and delicate feet naked , the nails tinged with red .
Their legs and feet are generally bare , and their heads hooded , as it were , with a long towel , which ... There the girl , like Thetis , treading on a soft carpet , has her white and delicate feet naked , the nails tinged with red .
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The horse immediately returned to the house where his master had been to receive the money , and by its neighings and the noise of its feet , attracted the attention of the people of the house , who were no less astonished than alarmed ...
The horse immediately returned to the house where his master had been to receive the money , and by its neighings and the noise of its feet , attracted the attention of the people of the house , who were no less astonished than alarmed ...
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... No more our former looks repeat ; Then let me breathe this parting prayer , The dictate of my bosom's care : Avails it whether bare or shod These feet the path SATURDAY NIGHT .
... No more our former looks repeat ; Then let me breathe this parting prayer , The dictate of my bosom's care : Avails it whether bare or shod These feet the path SATURDAY NIGHT .
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Avails it whether bare or shod These feet the path of duty trod ? If from the bow'rs of Joy they fled , To soothe Affliction's humble bed ; If Grandeur's guilty bribe they spurn'd , And home to Virtue's lap return'd ; These feet with ...
Avails it whether bare or shod These feet the path of duty trod ? If from the bow'rs of Joy they fled , To soothe Affliction's humble bed ; If Grandeur's guilty bribe they spurn'd , And home to Virtue's lap return'd ; These feet with ...
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Yet she was more truly great in the latter part of her life , when she acted only as a subject under the reign of her son , than at the time when she beheld King Stephen her prisoner , and England at her feet .
Yet she was more truly great in the latter part of her life , when she acted only as a subject under the reign of her son , than at the time when she beheld King Stephen her prisoner , and England at her feet .
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Seite 229 - ... a custom loathsome to the eye, hateful to the nose, harmful to the brain, dangerous to the lungs, and in the black stinking fume thereof, nearest resembling the horrible Stygian smoke of the pit that is bottomless.
Seite 4 - While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere. Compar'd with this, how poor Religion's pride, In all the pomp of method and of art, When men display to congregations wide, Devotion's ev'ry grace except the heart ! The Power, incens'd, the pageant will desert, The pompous strain, the sacerdotal stole ; But haply, in some cottage far apart, May hear, well pleas'd, the language of the soul ; And in his book of life the inmates poor enroll.
Seite 4 - An honest man's the noblest .work of God:" And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind ; What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness...
Seite 157 - That day she was dressed in white silk, bordered with pearls of the size of beans, and over it a mantle, of black silk, shot with silver threads ; her train was very long, the end of it borne by a marchioness. Instead of a chain, she had an oblong collar, of gold and jewels.
Seite 219 - And it came to pass, that when Isaac was old, and his eyes were dim, so that he could not see, he called Esau his eldest son, and said unto him; "My son:" and he said unto him, "Behold, here am I." And he said: "Behold now, I am old, I know not the day of my death: now therefore take, I pray thee, thy weapons, thy quiver and thy bow, and go out to the field, and take me some venison; and make me savory meat, such as I love, and bring it to me, that I may eat; that my soul may bless thee before I...
Seite 2 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam' o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek ; With heart-struck anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak : Weel pleased the mother hears it's nae wild, worthless rake. Wi...
Seite 1 - My lov'd, my honor'd, much respected friend, No mercenary Bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish end, My dearest meed, a friend's esteem and praise: To you I sing, in simple Scottish lays, The lowly train in life's sequester'd scene; The native feelings strong, the guileless ways, What Aiken in a cottage would have been; Ah! tho' his worth unknown, far happier there I ween! November chill blaws loud wi...
Seite 2 - An' each for other's weelfare kindly spiers: The social hours, swift-wing'd, unnoticed fleet; Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears; The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years; Anticipation forward points the view. The mother, wi...
Seite 2 - Blythe Jenny sees the visit's no ill ta'en ; The father cracks of horses, pleughs, and kye. The youngster's artless heart o'erflows wi...
Seite 2 - I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare: — If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.