Sharpe's London magazine, a journal of entertainment and instruction. [entitled] Sharpe's London journal. [entitled] Sharpe's London magazine, conducted by mrs. S.C. Hall, Volumes 32-33Anna Maria Hall |
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... turning to my father , " The lady he speaks of is my wife , sir . ' " When my father knew all , he swore a fierce ... turned and seen me , and then . But I rushed away , with my brain in a whirl . Do you wonder at me , George ? " " No ...
... turning to my father , " The lady he speaks of is my wife , sir . ' " When my father knew all , he swore a fierce ... turned and seen me , and then . But I rushed away , with my brain in a whirl . Do you wonder at me , George ? " " No ...
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... turned to me . " themselves . Harken to the sacred Pilot in the " New Moon , true Moon , tell to me If his wife I'm not to be , If his ring I'm not to wear , If his children I'm not to bear : Dark and cloudy may he be , Next time that I ...
... turned to me . " themselves . Harken to the sacred Pilot in the " New Moon , true Moon , tell to me If his wife I'm not to be , If his ring I'm not to wear , If his children I'm not to bear : Dark and cloudy may he be , Next time that I ...
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... turned to one Helmichis , saying , " Kept we not good Lent Among the mountains , fasting in our tent , Like holy men , upon that weary march By smoking fires of the snow - sodden larch , And keeping vigils among frozen stones ? The ...
... turned to one Helmichis , saying , " Kept we not good Lent Among the mountains , fasting in our tent , Like holy men , upon that weary march By smoking fires of the snow - sodden larch , And keeping vigils among frozen stones ? The ...
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... turned away , a moment before flight ; " why should I rob you so ? " 66 " It is not take , but give ! Why ? Only that to me you are so kind . O quanta bontà ! You speak the speech I love . You sing its songs . I was a wanderer . Io era ...
... turned away , a moment before flight ; " why should I rob you so ? " 66 " It is not take , but give ! Why ? Only that to me you are so kind . O quanta bontà ! You speak the speech I love . You sing its songs . I was a wanderer . Io era ...
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... turned upon the unwarrantably violated ; Luigi blenched before the gaze . invader with her blushes , and the venturesome Still , though he retreated , a part of him remained : a slender brown hand , that stretched back in relief against ...
... turned upon the unwarrantably violated ; Luigi blenched before the gaze . invader with her blushes , and the venturesome Still , though he retreated , a part of him remained : a slender brown hand , that stretched back in relief against ...
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Página 239 - And though he were unsatisfied in getting, (Which was a sin) yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely: Ever witness for him Those twins of learning, that he raised in you, Ipswich and Oxford ! One of which fell with him, Unwilling to outlive the good that did it; The other, though unfinished, yet so famous, So excellent in art, and still so rising, That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue.
Página 243 - Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Página 134 - The storm has gone over me ; and I lie like one of those old oaks which the late hurricane has scattered about me. I am stripped of all my honours, I am torn up by the roots, and lie prostrate on the earth ! There, and prostrate there, I most unfeignedly recognize the Divine justice, and in some degree submit to it.
Página 81 - Come unto me all ye that labour and are heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.
Página 37 - Alack, alack, is it not like that I So early waking, what with loathsome smells And shrieks like mandrakes...
Página 243 - Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours. There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Página 97 - Certainly in taking revenge, a man is but even with his enemy ; but in passing it over, he is superior: for it is a prince's part to pardon. And Solomon, I am sure, saith, It is the glory of a man to pass by an offence.
Página 89 - Lie not ; but let thy heart be true to God, Thy mouth to it, thy actions to them both : Cowards tell lies, and those that fear the rod ; The stormy working soul spits lies and froth. Dare to be true. Nothing can need a lie : A fault, which needs it most, grows two thereby.
Página 129 - I MOURN no more my vanished years : Beneath a tender rain, An April rain of smiles and tears, My heart is young again. The west- winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul I throw Wide open to the sun.
Página 168 - Is an unlesson'd girl, unschool'd, unpractis'd; Happy in this, she is not yet so old But she may learn; happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn ; Happiest of all is, that her gentle spirit Commits itself to yours to be directed, As from her lord, her governor, her king.