Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places, and People, Volume 1R. Bentley, 1852 - 558 páginas |
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... dead of the night , sacked the town , and bore off into slavery all who were not too old or too young , or too fierce , for their purpose . The pirates were steered up the intricate channel by one Hackett , a 24 RECOLLECTIONS OF.
... dead of the night , sacked the town , and bore off into slavery all who were not too old or too young , or too fierce , for their purpose . The pirates were steered up the intricate channel by one Hackett , a 24 RECOLLECTIONS OF.
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... dead ! she stabbed him in the midst of his serai ! And , when to die a death of fire , that noble maid they bore , She only smiled - O'Driscoll's child ! -she thought of Baltimore ! ' Tis two long years since sank the town beneath that ...
... dead ! she stabbed him in the midst of his serai ! And , when to die a death of fire , that noble maid they bore , She only smiled - O'Driscoll's child ! -she thought of Baltimore ! ' Tis two long years since sank the town beneath that ...
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... dead . Across the plain and far away passed on that hideous wrack , While cavalier and fantassin dash in upon their track . On Fontenoy , on Fontenoy , like eagles in the sun , With bloody plumes the Irish stand : the field is fought ...
... dead . Across the plain and far away passed on that hideous wrack , While cavalier and fantassin dash in upon their track . On Fontenoy , on Fontenoy , like eagles in the sun , With bloody plumes the Irish stand : the field is fought ...
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... Dead he is not - but departed - for the artist never dies . Fairer seems the ancient city , and the sunshine seems more fair That he once has trod its pavement , that he once has breathed its air ! Through these streets so broad and ...
... Dead he is not - but departed - for the artist never dies . Fairer seems the ancient city , and the sunshine seems more fair That he once has trod its pavement , that he once has breathed its air ! Through these streets so broad and ...
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... dead lay in his shroud of snow ! And in the hush that followed the prayer , Was heard the old clock on the stair : " Forever - never ! Never - forever ! " All are scattered now and fled , Some are married 104 RECOLLECTIONS OF.
... dead lay in his shroud of snow ! And in the hush that followed the prayer , Was heard the old clock on the stair : " Forever - never ! Never - forever ! " All are scattered now and fled , Some are married 104 RECOLLECTIONS OF.
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Recollections of a Literary Life: Or Books, Places and People Mary Russell Mitford Visualização integral - 1858 |
Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places, and People, Volume 1 Mary Russell Mitford Visualização integral - 1852 |
Recollections of a Literary Life: Or, Books, Places and People Mary Russell Mitford Visualização integral - 1852 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
admirable amongst Anacreon ballad Beaumont and Fletcher beautiful better bird Bishop Percy bright called charming Chevy Chase dancing dear delight doth English eyes fair Fanchon father fear flowers Fontenoy Forever-never gallop gentle Gerald Griffin give gold grace hand happy heard heart Holcroft honour horse Irish Joanna Baillie John Banim John Clare John Watson Kyng Estmere Kyng of Spayne lady ladye lane laughed live London look Lord maid Maire bhan astoir married MARY RUSSELL MITFORD merry never Never-forever night o'er Pan is dead passed play pleasure poems poet poetry poor praise pretty round Rugeley SACK OF BALTIMORE Sayes seemed sing smile Soggarth aroon song stick sweet Tell thee Thomas Holcroft thou thought tion trees twas verse walk whilst Winthrop Mackworth Praed wonderful word wyfe young
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Página 233 - The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry; For, having lost...
Página 289 - Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground ; And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine, Which (the burgesses voted by common consent) Was no more than his due who brought good news from Ghent.
Página 319 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Página 320 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither — soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy-buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, — All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy Love.
Página 222 - When upon some slight encouragement I first visited your Lordship, I was overpowered like the rest of mankind by the enchantment of your address, and could not forbear to wish that I might boast myself le vainqueur du vainqueur de la terre...
Página 106 - There is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair...
Página 48 - In the first rank of these did Zimri ' stand, A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long ; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Página 235 - Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
Página 221 - World,' that two papers, in which my ' Dictionary ' is recommended to the public, were written by your lordship. To be so distinguished, is an honour, which, being very little accustomed to favours from the great, I know not well how to receive, or in what terms to acknowledge.
Página 152 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.