The New Monthly Magazine, Volume 101Chapman and Hall (Adams and Francis; E.W. Allen), 1854 |
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... give up their dead ? Did his eyes deceive him , or was yon ponderous slab closing slowly like a trap - door ? Delusion ! -mere delusion ! One thing was palpable enough - a letter . It was lying on the ground , close to the monument of ...
... give up their dead ? Did his eyes deceive him , or was yon ponderous slab closing slowly like a trap - door ? Delusion ! -mere delusion ! One thing was palpable enough - a letter . It was lying on the ground , close to the monument of ...
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... give effect to the character she assumed . In this way she succeeded in scaring all the guests from one wing of the house , and could weep and pray as of old , and pass The Flitch of Bacon : or , the Custom of Dunmow . 5.
... give effect to the character she assumed . In this way she succeeded in scaring all the guests from one wing of the house , and could weep and pray as of old , and pass The Flitch of Bacon : or , the Custom of Dunmow . 5.
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... Give the dog a sequin , " the Turk said . " Ah ! by Allah ! I forget . The fair Frank knows not the coin . Give him a piece of silver . Thy father shall be repaid . " " My father ! " Nelly exclaimed . husband . " " If you mean Jonas ...
... Give the dog a sequin , " the Turk said . " Ah ! by Allah ! I forget . The fair Frank knows not the coin . Give him a piece of silver . Thy father shall be repaid . " " My father ! " Nelly exclaimed . husband . " " If you mean Jonas ...
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... Give him a jug of ale , Tom , and bid him sit down for a few minutes , and make himself comfortable . I wonder what he has got to tell me , " he mused , as the drawer departed . Though delivered in an under tone , this communication did ...
... Give him a jug of ale , Tom , and bid him sit down for a few minutes , and make himself comfortable . I wonder what he has got to tell me , " he mused , as the drawer departed . Though delivered in an under tone , this communication did ...
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... Give us a Bacchanalian ditty , " Jonas cried . " That's more in your way than a love - song . " " Well - anything to oblige you , " Amurath replied . " I'll give you a snatch , written by way of epitaph , upon old Temperance Closefist ...
... Give us a Bacchanalian ditty , " Jonas cried . " That's more in your way than a love - song . " " Well - anything to oblige you , " Amurath replied . " I'll give you a snatch , written by way of epitaph , upon old Temperance Closefist ...
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admiration Agee amongst Amurath appeared arrived asked Bagshaw beautiful Bessarabia Black Sea Brown Windsor called Captain Lynn carriage charming church Cicely Circassian colour Courcy Crake cried Danube death Dniester dress Dundyke Dunmow England English Europe exclaimed eyes face favour feeling Flitch Florence fortress French Giaour girls give Greek Gulf of Finland guns hand head heard heart hill honour horses hour Jonas JONATHAN PEREIRA Juniper lady land lion living look Lord morning mountain Murides Nelly Nettlebed never night once Osmanli pacha passed Peggy picture political port present pretty prince remarked replied road Rome round ruins Russian Rustchuk scarcely scene Schamyl seemed seen Shumla side Sikhs Silistria Squire stands tell thing thought tion took town Turkey Turkish Turks turned Varna walk Wallachia walls whole wife words young
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Página 174 - It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook, In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Página 319 - One fatal remembrance, one sorrow that throws, Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes, To which life nothing darker or brighter can bring, For which joy has no balm and affliction no sting...
Página 56 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little hell reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him...
Página 230 - T is as if a rough oak that for ages had stood, With his gnarled bony branches like ribs of the wood, Should bloom, after cycles of struggle and scathe, With a single anemone trembly and rathe ; His strength is so tender, his...
Página 229 - Mix well, and while stirring, hum o'er, as a spell, The fine old English Gentleman, simmer it well, Sweeten just to your own private liking, then strain, That only the finest and clearest remain, Let it stand out of doors till a soul it receives From the warm lazy sun loitering down through green leaves, And you'll find a choice nature, not wholly deserving A name either English or Yankee, — just Irving.
Página 230 - When Nature was shaping him, clay was not granted For making so full-sized a man as she wanted, So, to fill out her model, a little she spared From some finer-grained stuff for a woman prepared, And she could not have hit a more excellent plan For making him fully and perfectly man.
Página 162 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Página 111 - sa background of god to each hard-working feature, Every word that he speaks has been fierily furnaced In the blast of a life that has struggled in earnest : There he stands, looking more like a ploughman than priest. If not dreadfully awkward, not graceful at least, His gestures all downright and same, if you will, As of brown-fisted Hobnail in hoeing a drill, But his periods fall on you, stroke after stroke, Like the blows of a lumberer felling an oak...
Página 470 - At supper this night he talked of good eating with uncommon satisfaction. " Some people," said he, " have a foolish way of not minding, or pretending not to mind, what they eat. For my part, I mind my belly very studiously, and very carefully ; for I look upon it, that he who does not mind his belly will hardly mind anything else.
Página 179 - Thou hast finished joy and moan : All lovers young, all lovers must Consign to thee, and come to dust. No exerciser harm thee ! Nor no witchcraft charm thee! Ghost unlaid forbear thee ! Nothing ill come near thee ! Quiet consummation have; And renowned be thy grave!