The Metropolitan, Volume 41James Cochrane, 1844 |
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... thing certain is , that it did exist before the birth of Christ , and that it was then the capital of the Trinobantes - a people generally supposed to have recently come from Belgium , and constituting one of the numerous small nations ...
... thing certain is , that it did exist before the birth of Christ , and that it was then the capital of the Trinobantes - a people generally supposed to have recently come from Belgium , and constituting one of the numerous small nations ...
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... thing as walking for pleasure was altogether unknown . Fine shops , or fine houses of any kind , were also unknown . The streets were not lighted at night ; the little light that guided the feet of the pedestrian was emitted from the ...
... thing as walking for pleasure was altogether unknown . Fine shops , or fine houses of any kind , were also unknown . The streets were not lighted at night ; the little light that guided the feet of the pedestrian was emitted from the ...
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... thing appeared so delightful , and Mrs. Bloomer felt so happy , that a message was sent off to two friends to come ... Things went on in this delightful state of harmony for several weeks , and Mr. Scrapington got as deep into his ...
... thing appeared so delightful , and Mrs. Bloomer felt so happy , that a message was sent off to two friends to come ... Things went on in this delightful state of harmony for several weeks , and Mr. Scrapington got as deep into his ...
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... thing , the bed had not been slept in either . The girl was down stairs in a moment . " He aint there , mum . " " Not there ! " screamed Mrs. Bloomer . " No mum , he aint ; amd the bed aint rumpled , mum . ” Mrs. Bloomer asked no ...
... thing , the bed had not been slept in either . The girl was down stairs in a moment . " He aint there , mum . " " Not there ! " screamed Mrs. Bloomer . " No mum , he aint ; amd the bed aint rumpled , mum . ” Mrs. Bloomer asked no ...
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... thing to love but you , no other happiness than what consisted in remembrance - and myself — an orphan , despite your existence , and confided at two early an age to the care of a husband who thinks of nought but war and blood , without ...
... thing to love but you , no other happiness than what consisted in remembrance - and myself — an orphan , despite your existence , and confided at two early an age to the care of a husband who thinks of nought but war and blood , without ...
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Amanuensis appeared assegai attention Baden beautiful Biddulph Bloomer Breda Campbell ceremonies character cheek child church circumstances Colombe courser dark daughter dear death delight domestic Donnybrook Fair door Dublin duty Emily eyes face father fear feel felt friends gaze girl hand happiness Harland head heart honour hope hour husband interest Ireland Jokim Kafirs King lady lived London look Lord manner marriage married Mary Mary Ford mind moral morning mother Müller native nature never night occasion parents passed Patrick Butler persons poor present reader Repeal Association replied Rhine Rougemain scene Scrapington seemed seen side sister smile soon soul speak spirit stood streets sweet table d'hôte tears temperance movement thee thing Thomas Campbell thou thought tion took town voice walked whilst wife words young Zetza
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Página 132 - tis too horrible. The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Página 132 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world: or to be worse than worst Of those that lawless and incertain thought Imagine howling: — 'tis too horrible! The weariest and most loathed worldly life That age,...
Página 176 - And the LORD said unto Satan, Whence comest thou ? Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it.
Página 176 - For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me.
Página 542 - They rose in dark and evil days To right their native land; They kindled here a living blaze That nothing shall withstand. Alas! that Might can vanquish Right — They fell and passed away; But true men, like you men, Are plenty here today.
Página 541 - We drink the memory of the brave, The faithful and the few: Some lie far off beyond the wave, Some sleep in Ireland, too; All, all are gone; but still lives on The fame of those who died; All true men, like you, men, -. Remember them with pride.
Página 541 - The dust of some is Irish earth; Among their own they rest; And the same land that gave them birth Has caught them to her breast; And we will pray that from their clay Full many a race may start Of true men, like you, men, To act as brave a part.
Página 262 - Margaret was buryed in the lower chancel, And William in the higher : Out of her brest there sprang a rose. And out of his a briar. They grew till they grew unto the church top, And then they could grow no higher ; And there they tyed in a true lovers knot, Which made all the people admire.
Página 261 - When day was gone, and night was come, And all men fast asleep, Then came the spirit of fair Marg'ret, And stood at Williams feet.
Página 434 - I am sure," writes a pupil who had no personal communications with him whilst at school, and but little afterwards, and who never was in the Sixth Form, " that I do not exaggerate my feelings when I say, that I felt a love and reverence for him as one of quite awful greatness and goodness, for whom I well remember that I used to think I would gladly lay down my life...