Friendship's Offering: And Winter's Wreath: a Christmas and New Year's PresentSmith, Elder, 1829 |
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... half the families of gentility in the county . M. Le Grand ( for the dancing master was a little lively Frenchman ) was delighted with Rose . He declared that she was his best pupil , his very best , the best that ever he had in 12 THE ...
... half the families of gentility in the county . M. Le Grand ( for the dancing master was a little lively Frenchman ) was delighted with Rose . He declared that she was his best pupil , his very best , the best that ever he had in 12 THE ...
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... half the offers of gentility in the town and neighbourhood ; her heart appeared to be invulnerable . Her less affluent and less brilliant friend was generally understood ( and as Rose , on hearing the report , did not contradict it ...
... half the offers of gentility in the town and neighbourhood ; her heart appeared to be invulnerable . Her less affluent and less brilliant friend was generally understood ( and as Rose , on hearing the report , did not contradict it ...
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... " Do you wish me to tell him that you will not marry him ? " To this question Rose returned no answer ; she only blushed the deeper , and looked down with a half smile . 66 " Take her , then , " resumed Mr. c 3 THE ELECTION . 17 66.
... " Do you wish me to tell him that you will not marry him ? " To this question Rose returned no answer ; she only blushed the deeper , and looked down with a half smile . 66 " Take her , then , " resumed Mr. c 3 THE ELECTION . 17 66.
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... Half hid amidst the foliage bright with bloom , Weaving his ceaseless web of hours and years , Still onward dyed with deeper hues of gloom— And Death behind stands darkly - pointing to the tomb ! Ay ! Time's harsh hand for youth nor age ...
... Half hid amidst the foliage bright with bloom , Weaving his ceaseless web of hours and years , Still onward dyed with deeper hues of gloom— And Death behind stands darkly - pointing to the tomb ! Ay ! Time's harsh hand for youth nor age ...
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... half forgot , And half preserved in uncouth ballad rhymes , — Had peopled with romantic tales the spot : And , here , save bleat of sheep , or simple note Of shepherd's pipe far on the upland lone , Or linnet in the bush and lark afloat ...
... half forgot , And half preserved in uncouth ballad rhymes , — Had peopled with romantic tales the spot : And , here , save bleat of sheep , or simple note Of shepherd's pipe far on the upland lone , Or linnet in the bush and lark afloat ...
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Página 155 - Take care of the pence and the pounds will take care of themselves is as true of personal habits as of money.
Página 339 - But man dieth, and wasteth away; yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he? "As the waters fail from the sea, and the flood decayeth and drieth up, 12 so man lieth down, and riseth not; till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake, nor be raised out of their sleep.
Página 336 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I HAVE had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Página 336 - Seeking to find the old familiar faces. Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother, Why wert not thou born in my father's dwelling? So might we talk of the old familiar faces. How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me ; all are departed ; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Página 89 - They are soonest with her in the woods, Peeping, the withered leaves among, To find the earliest fragrant thing That dares from the cold earth to spring, Or catch the earliest wM* bim s sotva.
Página 165 - The stranger's red strand, And won him the glory Of undying song. Keen cleaver of gay crests, Sharp piercer of broad breasts, Grim slayer of heroes, And scourge of the strong. FAME GIVER! I kiss thee. In a love more abiding Than that the heart knows, For maiden more lovely Than summer's first rose, My heart's knit to thine, And lives but for thee; In dreamings of gladness, Thou'rt dancing with me, Brave measures of madness In some battle-field, Where armour is ringing, And noble blood springing,...
Página 87 - The kindest and the happiest p"air Will find occasion to forbear; And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive.
Página 2 - As in a glass, itself may find. And may the Poet's verse, alike, With all the power of painting strike, So freely, so divinely trace In every line,
Página 325 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind. With tranquil restoration...
Página 1 - Two lovely sisters here unite To blend improvement with delight; Painting and poetry engage By turns to deck the Album's page. Here may each glowing picture be The quintessence of Poesy, With skill SO exquisitely wrought. As if the colors were pure thought, — Thought from the bosom's inmost cell. By magic lints made visible, That, while the eye admires, the mind Itself, as in a glass, may find.