The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Volume 28Joseph Rogerson |
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... fall or go out . He fancied that the polished oak Cherubim on the screen would hold him back by his coat with their wings . " You need not be so frightened , " said he to himself , in order to rouse up his courage . " It is altogether ...
... fall or go out . He fancied that the polished oak Cherubim on the screen would hold him back by his coat with their wings . " You need not be so frightened , " said he to himself , in order to rouse up his courage . " It is altogether ...
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... fall , Yet grand in thy decay , And through thy ruined hall The wild - flowers gaily stray : And spirits weep o'er thee- They mourn and weep with me , In this thy abject time , As in thy day of prime . " D Again an answer fell Upon my ...
... fall , Yet grand in thy decay , And through thy ruined hall The wild - flowers gaily stray : And spirits weep o'er thee- They mourn and weep with me , In this thy abject time , As in thy day of prime . " D Again an answer fell Upon my ...
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... fall ! Now cold the hand but late stretch'd forth to aid , Which but repelled who would his rights invade . Oh ! ruthless deed , which sheds the stream of life- Which dooms an orphan child , a widow'd wife ! Shall such dark crimes yet ...
... fall ! Now cold the hand but late stretch'd forth to aid , Which but repelled who would his rights invade . Oh ! ruthless deed , which sheds the stream of life- Which dooms an orphan child , a widow'd wife ! Shall such dark crimes yet ...
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... falling on the ground . The wedding was strictly private . Mr. and Mrs. Campbell were present , and , at Edward's request , Julia Livingston acted as bridemaid with Miss Vernon . A dejeuner à la fourchette , which Mrs. Leslie determined ...
... falling on the ground . The wedding was strictly private . Mr. and Mrs. Campbell were present , and , at Edward's request , Julia Livingston acted as bridemaid with Miss Vernon . A dejeuner à la fourchette , which Mrs. Leslie determined ...
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... fall ! Humble thine heart When Joy is thine own , For thought that with Woe Thou may'st yet be alone . So shall the " Dark days " Find in thy breast A light brightly burning- To God leave the rest . BY THE HON . JULIA MAYNARD . Oh ...
... fall ! Humble thine heart When Joy is thine own , For thought that with Woe Thou may'st yet be alone . So shall the " Dark days " Find in thy breast A light brightly burning- To God leave the rest . BY THE HON . JULIA MAYNARD . Oh ...
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Página 118 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet love were slain : his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man...
Página 254 - I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o' the May. He thought I was a ghost, mother, for I was all in white; And I ran by him without speaking, like a flash of light : They call me cruel-hearted, but I care not what they say, For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o
Página 202 - O'er mountain, tower, and town, Or, mirrored in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down ! As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem. As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam. For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span • Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.
Página 190 - The Cypress and her spire; —Of flowers that with one scarlet gleam Cover a hundred leagues, and seem To set the hills on fire. The Youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake, With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds.
Página 137 - IT is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter than before, The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare And grass in the green field.
Página 190 - Her father took another mate ; And Ruth, not seven years old, A slighted child, at her own will Went wandering over dale and hill, In thoughtless freedom, bold.
Página 190 - He was a lovely youth ! I guess The panther in the wilderness Was not so fair as he ; And, when he chose to sport and play, No dolphin ever was so gay Upon the tropic sea.
Página 18 - The latter part of his life cannot be remembered but with pity and sadness. He languished some years under that depression of mind which enchains the faculties without destroying them, and leaves reason the knowledge of right without the power of pursuing it.
Página 254 - I sleep so sound all night, mother, that I shall never wake, If you do not call me loud when the day begins to break; But I must gather knots of flowers, and buds and garlands gay, For I'm to be Queen o...
Página 136 - I COME, I come ! ye have called me long, I come o'er the mountains with light and song ! Ye may trace my step o'er the wakening earth, By the winds which tell of the violet's birth, By the primrose-stars in the shadowy grass, By the green leaves, opening as I pass.