Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volym 14John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1848 |
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Song E. T. Baldwin. MY HEART REMAINED MY OWN و Composed with Fiano Accompaniment BY E.T. BALDWIN . GEO.P.REED & CO.13 Fremont St. BOSTON . Entered according to act Congress 1855 by P. Reed & co . in the Clerks Office of the dist court of ...
Song E. T. Baldwin. MY HEART REMAINED MY OWN و Composed with Fiano Accompaniment BY E.T. BALDWIN . GEO.P.REED & CO.13 Fremont St. BOSTON . Entered according to act Congress 1855 by P. Reed & co . in the Clerks Office of the dist court of ...
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... Remained then turned into a 52,000 word novel with an absorbing storyline and a unique narration style. In the 1990's, India is going through tremendous socio-economic changes. Set in this era, it is a coming of age story of five ...
... Remained then turned into a 52,000 word novel with an absorbing storyline and a unique narration style. In the 1990's, India is going through tremendous socio-economic changes. Set in this era, it is a coming of age story of five ...
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... remained Twenty five Years in his Mothers Belly : Collected by Monfieur De Blegny , and have found nothing therein , which may binder the Printing of the Jame . At St. Germain en Laye , the 6th . February I 679 . Signed , D'ACQUIN ...
... remained Twenty five Years in his Mothers Belly : Collected by Monfieur De Blegny , and have found nothing therein , which may binder the Printing of the Jame . At St. Germain en Laye , the 6th . February I 679 . Signed , D'ACQUIN ...
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... Remained, in her last two books, As Time Went On . . . (1936) and What Happened Next (1940): this latter shewed her with her mental powers and her robust sense of humour still undiminished at the age of eighty-one, in spite of the facts ...
... Remained, in her last two books, As Time Went On . . . (1936) and What Happened Next (1940): this latter shewed her with her mental powers and her robust sense of humour still undiminished at the age of eighty-one, in spite of the facts ...
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Nicolas de BLÉGNY. A TRUE HISTORY O F A CHILD Anatomized : Which remained Twenty five in his Mothers Belly . years With all thofe Reflections which the Phænomena of the fame may Explain . Wery Serviceable and Wleful foz All : ESPECIALLY ...
Nicolas de BLÉGNY. A TRUE HISTORY O F A CHILD Anatomized : Which remained Twenty five in his Mothers Belly . years With all thofe Reflections which the Phænomena of the fame may Explain . Wery Serviceable and Wleful foz All : ESPECIALLY ...
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Sida 413 - Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare ; Bold lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve ; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair ! Ah, happy, happy boughs ! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu...
Sida 412 - Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away ; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day ; Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain; Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pray; Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again.
Sida 520 - My wits begin to turn. Come on, my boy : how dost, my boy ? art cold ? I am cold myself. Where is this straw, my fellow ? The art of our necessities is strange, That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel. Poor fool and knave, I have one part in my heart That's sorry yet for thee.
Sida 413 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Sida 412 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Sida 396 - If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Sida 412 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Sida 409 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Sida 521 - Lear. Be your tears wet ? yes, faith. I pray, weep not : If you have poison for me I will drink it. I know you do not love me ; for your sisters Have, as I do remember, done me wrong : You have some cause, they have not. Cor. No cause, no cause.
Sida 105 - Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains, They crowned him long ago On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow.