The New Monthly Magazine, Volym 3E. Littell, 1822 |
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... eye ) may now imagine me at the convent gate of Vallerosa . Diverging from the great road , and winding a half ... eyes , and now be- " Empressé d'aller rendre ses homages à Voltaire , dont il était un des plus zélés disciples , M ...
... eye ) may now imagine me at the convent gate of Vallerosa . Diverging from the great road , and winding a half ... eyes , and now be- " Empressé d'aller rendre ses homages à Voltaire , dont il était un des plus zélés disciples , M ...
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... eyes . She knew our story - the disastrous influence that divided , when all human wishes seemed conspiring to unite ... eye , from which a servant of the convent was suffering severely . I trembled for the credit of my relics , but had ...
... eyes . She knew our story - the disastrous influence that divided , when all human wishes seemed conspiring to unite ... eye , from which a servant of the convent was suffering severely . I trembled for the credit of my relics , but had ...
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... eye the artist concealed by painting him in profile ; the several portraits of Alexander the Great : -that in which ... eyes closed , her bosom heaving gently , and the secret of her dream es- caping in the tremulous movement of her ...
... eye the artist concealed by painting him in profile ; the several portraits of Alexander the Great : -that in which ... eyes closed , her bosom heaving gently , and the secret of her dream es- caping in the tremulous movement of her ...
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... eyes of Greece , I hastened to the nearest port , and went on board a vessel bound for Corinth . The weather was de- lightful , and the breeze fair . But after an hour passed upon the water , the sun having nearly reached the boundary ...
... eyes of Greece , I hastened to the nearest port , and went on board a vessel bound for Corinth . The weather was de- lightful , and the breeze fair . But after an hour passed upon the water , the sun having nearly reached the boundary ...
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... eyes in- tent " of that worthy " auncient " seated in the place of honour . That , Sir , is the boar's head soused - it is a storied dish , and there are secrets in its biography that may not be lightly told . It was among the ...
... eyes in- tent " of that worthy " auncient " seated in the place of honour . That , Sir , is the boar's head soused - it is a storied dish , and there are secrets in its biography that may not be lightly told . It was among the ...
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Sida 415 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise...
Sida 491 - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
Sida 238 - Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
Sida 236 - Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
Sida 237 - LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.
Sida 551 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Sida 236 - CROMWELL, our chief of men, who through a cloud Not of war only, but detractions rude, Guided by faith and matchless fortitude, To peace and truth thy glorious way hast ploughed...
Sida 220 - God Almighty first planted a garden; and, indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross handyworks...
Sida 491 - This dish of meat is too good for any but Anglers, or very honest men ; and I trust, you will prove both, and therefore I have trusted you with this secret.
Sida 237 - When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills and they To heaven.