The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Volym 28Joseph Rogerson |
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... player , the , 20 Wave Riding , 363 Way - side Bell , the , 203 Word , a , to the Fair Readers of the New Monthly Belle As- semblée , 63 Young Widow , the , and the Gold Locket , 129 Young Governess , the , 158 Eastern Life , present ...
... player , the , 20 Wave Riding , 363 Way - side Bell , the , 203 Word , a , to the Fair Readers of the New Monthly Belle As- semblée , 63 Young Widow , the , and the Gold Locket , 129 Young Governess , the , 158 Eastern Life , present ...
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... Plays of William Shake- speare , 372 Koecker's Essay on the Dis- Oddfellow's Reciter and Fireside Story of the Seasons , 372 Youth's Story Teller , 372 Absence , 294 Companion , 372 POETRY . Helen of Coniston , 162 Human Voice , the ...
... Plays of William Shake- speare , 372 Koecker's Essay on the Dis- Oddfellow's Reciter and Fireside Story of the Seasons , 372 Youth's Story Teller , 372 Absence , 294 Companion , 372 POETRY . Helen of Coniston , 162 Human Voice , the ...
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... PLAYER . BY GEORGE J. O. ALLMAN DANTE'S MEETING WITH CASELLO IN PURGATORY . THE DEATH - WATCH . NOVELS FREELY TRANSLATED FROM THE DANISH OF OEHLENSCHLAEGER . BY JOHN LANE , D.C.L. NO . 1. - REICHMUTH .. NEW - YEAR'S DAY . BY M. J. ...
... PLAYER . BY GEORGE J. O. ALLMAN DANTE'S MEETING WITH CASELLO IN PURGATORY . THE DEATH - WATCH . NOVELS FREELY TRANSLATED FROM THE DANISH OF OEHLENSCHLAEGER . BY JOHN LANE , D.C.L. NO . 1. - REICHMUTH .. NEW - YEAR'S DAY . BY M. J. ...
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... played us all false ; she has been pretending to hate Charles Macdonald , and declared she would stay away from the ball to avoid meeting him ; and do you know she is actually engaged to him ; all the officers in his regiment were there ...
... played us all false ; she has been pretending to hate Charles Macdonald , and declared she would stay away from the ball to avoid meeting him ; and do you know she is actually engaged to him ; all the officers in his regiment were there ...
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... played at cards , or chatted in groups ; the fire blazed brightly in the wide old chimney , and its flashes were reflected , like countless glowworms , in the bright leaves of the holly which decorated the hall ; it was a scene of ...
... played at cards , or chatted in groups ; the fire blazed brightly in the wide old chimney , and its flashes were reflected , like countless glowworms , in the bright leaves of the holly which decorated the hall ; it was a scene of ...
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Sida 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...
Sida 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
Sida 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.
Sida 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.
Sida 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.
Sida 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.
Sida 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.
Sida 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.
Sida 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...
Sida 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.