The Royal Lady's Magazine, and Archives of the Court of St. James's, Volúmenes3-4W. Sams, 1832 |
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... short clatter of the armed horsemen followed fast under the trees , and before we came out upon the moor , the smooth even rumble of the wheels , and the gingle of the swords and bridles , were all that discovered the progress of the ...
... short clatter of the armed horsemen followed fast under the trees , and before we came out upon the moor , the smooth even rumble of the wheels , and the gingle of the swords and bridles , were all that discovered the progress of the ...
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can judge in so short a time ; for he only came yesterday , and I have neither seen nor heard him to - day as yet . " " He is an invalid , perhaps ? " " I really don't know ; but I should think not , from his saying he should be a great ...
can judge in so short a time ; for he only came yesterday , and I have neither seen nor heard him to - day as yet . " " He is an invalid , perhaps ? " " I really don't know ; but I should think not , from his saying he should be a great ...
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can judge in so short a time ; for he only came yesterday , and I have neither seen nor heard him to - day as yet . " " He is an invalid , perhaps ? " " I really don't know ; but I should think not , from his saying he should be a great ...
can judge in so short a time ; for he only came yesterday , and I have neither seen nor heard him to - day as yet . " " He is an invalid , perhaps ? " " I really don't know ; but I should think not , from his saying he should be a great ...
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... short poem terminating in a point ; " and Cotgrave calls it " a short poem wittily taxing a particular person or fault . " This , then , is no epigram . It is short indeed ( and might be shorter , with advantage ) ; but , in- stead of ...
... short poem terminating in a point ; " and Cotgrave calls it " a short poem wittily taxing a particular person or fault . " This , then , is no epigram . It is short indeed ( and might be shorter , with advantage ) ; but , in- stead of ...
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... short , and pointed , and somewhat paler in colour than those at the extremity of the flower . Like the Double White , the centre is considerably elevated , and completely filled with petals , forming altogether the most perfect and ...
... short , and pointed , and somewhat paler in colour than those at the extremity of the flower . Like the Double White , the centre is considerably elevated , and completely filled with petals , forming altogether the most perfect and ...
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Página 211 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood : — List, list, O list!
Página 99 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain, But with the motion of all elements Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Página 27 - Let thy work appear unto thy servants, And thy glory unto their children. And let the beauty of the LORD our God be upon us: And establish thou the work of our hands upon us; Yea, the work of our hands establish thou it.
Página 213 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Página 116 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid ! heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest...
Página 48 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, Which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; The hair of my flesh stood up: It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: An image was before mine eyes, There was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Página 50 - I have some favourite flowers in spring, among which are the mountain-daisy, the hare-bell, the fox-glove, the wild brier-rose, the budding birch, and the hoary hawthorn, that I view and hang over with particular delight.
Página 62 - Our dwelling is in the ALMIGHTY'S hand ; We come, and we go at his command. Though joy or sorrow may mark our track, His will is our guide, and we look not back ; And if, in our wrath, ye would turn us away, Or win us in gentlest airs to play, Then lift up your hearts to Him who binds Or frees, as he will, the obedient winds.
Página 37 - Every passion gives a particular cast to the countenance, and is apt to discover itself in some feature or other. I have seen an eye curse for half an hour together, and an eye-brow call a man a scoundrel. Nothing is more common than for lovers to complain, resent, languish, despair, and die in dumb show. For my own part, I am so apt. to frame a notion of...
Página 94 - Hill of Time, From whence with grief we see that prime, And all its sweetness end. The die now cast, our station known, Fond expectation past; The thorns, which former days had sown, To crops of late repentance grown, Thro