New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Volume 101Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth Henry Colburn, 1854 |
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... appearance fully justified Ben's description . How he came to be Everybody rose from their seats to gaze at him . Nelly was struck with admiration ; and Jonas looked quite dumb - founded . A Turk of gigantic proportions - yes , a Turk ...
... appearance fully justified Ben's description . How he came to be Everybody rose from their seats to gaze at him . Nelly was struck with admiration ; and Jonas looked quite dumb - founded . A Turk of gigantic proportions - yes , a Turk ...
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... flavour fine delights , As the lip and throat it bites ! Pour it down ! you'll never tire Of delicious Devonshire ! Just as the song was concluded , Tom Tapster appeared The Flitch of Bacon : or , the Custom of Dunmow . 11.
... flavour fine delights , As the lip and throat it bites ! Pour it down ! you'll never tire Of delicious Devonshire ! Just as the song was concluded , Tom Tapster appeared The Flitch of Bacon : or , the Custom of Dunmow . 11.
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... appeared , and the cider being poured out , the foaming pot was emptied by the giant at a draught . Meanwhile , Tom Tapster took the opportunity of saying to his master : " Ben the Waggoner would like to have a word with you , sir ...
... appeared , and the cider being poured out , the foaming pot was emptied by the giant at a draught . Meanwhile , Tom Tapster took the opportunity of saying to his master : " Ben the Waggoner would like to have a word with you , sir ...
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... appeared to be on the move . He started up to fly to him , but was again forced down by the giant . " Sit still , landlord , sit still , till you have answered one other question . How goes on my friend Sir G. de M. ? " " If you mean ...
... appeared to be on the move . He started up to fly to him , but was again forced down by the giant . " Sit still , landlord , sit still , till you have answered one other question . How goes on my friend Sir G. de M. ? " " If you mean ...
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... appearance at the Court Baron at noon to - morrow ? " he said in a low tone . " You're sure I may do so with safety ? " the other rejoined . " Nothing to apprehend from Sir Walter - eh ? " 66 Nothing whatever . Sir Gilbert will bear you ...
... appearance at the Court Baron at noon to - morrow ? " he said in a low tone . " You're sure I may do so with safety ? " the other rejoined . " Nothing to apprehend from Sir Walter - eh ? " 66 Nothing whatever . Sir Gilbert will bear you ...
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admiration amongst Amurath appeared army arrived asked Bagshaw beautiful Bessarabia Black Sea boyars called Captain Lynn Charles charming church Circassian civilisation colour command Constantinople Courcy Crake cried Danube death Dniester dress Dundyke emperor England English Europe exclaimed eyes face favour feeling Flitch Florence followed fortress French Gallipoli Giaour girls give Greek Gulf of Finland hand head heard heart hill honour horses hour Jonas lady land lion living look Lord morning mountain Murides nation nature Nelly Nettlebed never night once Opera Osmanli Pacha passed picture present prince remarkable replied road Rome round ruins Russian Rustchuk scarcely scene Schamyl Sclavonic seemed seen Shumla side Sikhs Silistria Squire steward tell thing thought tion took town Turkey Turkish Turks turn Varna Véron walk Wallachia walls whole wife words young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 222 - There is Lowell, who's striving Parnassus to climb With a whole bale of isms tied together with rhyme, He might get on alone, spite of brambles and boulders, But he can't with that bundle he has on his shoulders, The top of the hill he will ne'er come nigh reaching Till he learns the .distinction 'twixt singing and preaching...
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 469 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
Página 222 - But he can't with that bundle he has on his shoulders, The top of the hill he will ne'er come nigh reaching Till he learns the distinction 'twixt singing and preaching ; His lyre has some chords that would ring pretty well, But he'd rather by half make a drum of the shell, And rattle away till he's old as Methusalem, At the head of a march to the last New Jerusalem.
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 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 456 - The nature of the soil may indicate the countries most exposed to these formidable concussions, since they are caused by subterraneous fires, and such fires are kindled by the union and fermentation of iron and sulphur. But their times and effects appear to lie beyond the reach of human curiosity, and the philosopher will discreetly abstain from the prediction of earthquakes, till he has...
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 - He has drawn you one character, though, that is new, One wildflower he's plucked that is wet with the dew Of this fresh Western world, and, the thing not to mince, He has done naught but copy it ill ever since; His Indians, with proper respect be it said, Are just Natty Bumpo, daubed over with red...