Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volym 8John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1846 |
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... English constitution , that the Commons on- ly can judge on the subjects ' vote at elec- tions , and that an elector cannot sue the returning officer for refusing it , the Crown , the Lords , and the Commons , declared the very reverse ...
... English constitution , that the Commons on- ly can judge on the subjects ' vote at elec- tions , and that an elector cannot sue the returning officer for refusing it , the Crown , the Lords , and the Commons , declared the very reverse ...
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... English Bank- weeks , saving , sometimes , early in the er ( my excellent and hospitable friend ) has morning when , looking out to sea , the his office in a good - sized Palazzo in the water and the firmament have been one Strada Nuova ...
... English Bank- weeks , saving , sometimes , early in the er ( my excellent and hospitable friend ) has morning when , looking out to sea , the his office in a good - sized Palazzo in the water and the firmament have been one Strada Nuova ...
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... English bank . On the first floor , also , is a whole house , and a good large residence too . Heaven knows what there may be above that ; but when you are there , you have only just begun to go up stairs . And yet , coming down stairs ...
... English bank . On the first floor , also , is a whole house , and a good large residence too . Heaven knows what there may be above that ; but when you are there , you have only just begun to go up stairs . And yet , coming down stairs ...
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... English officers , " and " these English soldiers " - to the great satisfaction of the audience , In the ballet , an Enchanter runs away who were perfectly delighted to have Low with the Bride , in the very hour of her nup - bullied ...
... English officers , " and " these English soldiers " - to the great satisfaction of the audience , In the ballet , an Enchanter runs away who were perfectly delighted to have Low with the Bride , in the very hour of her nup - bullied ...
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... English indi- viduality has never ceased to have a great influence in the progress of the nation , that the head only has not been at work , but every member , being full of life , has proved the energy of the system , and the healthy ...
... English indi- viduality has never ceased to have a great influence in the progress of the nation , that the head only has not been at work , but every member , being full of life , has proved the energy of the system , and the healthy ...
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Sida 288 - One more Unfortunate, Weary of breath, Rashly importunate, Gone to her death! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care; — Fashion'd so slenderly, Young, and so fair! Look at her garments Clinging like cerements; Whilst the wave constantly Drips from her clothing; Take her up instantly, Loving, not loathing. — • Touch her not scornfully; Think of her mournfully, Gently and humanly; Not of the stains of her, All that remains of her Now, is pure womanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny Rash...
Sida 128 - WE watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life . Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we...
Sida 472 - That thought is joy, arrive what may to me. My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins...
Sida 498 - Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge — That's the wise thrush ; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture...
Sida 79 - The intense view of these manifold contradictions and imperfections in human reason has so wrought upon me, and heated my brain, that I am ready to reject all belief and reasoning, and can look upon no opinion even as more probable or likely than another.
Sida 368 - Emperor of the French, King of Italy, Protector of the Confederation of the Rhine, Mediator of the Swiss Confederation.
Sida 288 - Who was her father? Who was her mother? Had she a sister? Had she a brother? Or was there a dearer one Still, and a nearer one Yet than all other?
Sida 498 - OH, TO BE in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England - now...
Sida 472 - Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay; So thou, with sails how swift! hast reached the shore ' Where tempests never beat nor billows roar;' And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life, long since has anchored at thy side.
Sida 288 - One that had never done me wrong, A feeble man and old: I led him to a lonely field; The moon shone clear and cold: Now here, said I, this man shall die, And I will have his gold!