Ainsworth's Magazine: A Miscellany of Romance, General Literature, & Art, Volumen6William Harrison Ainsworth Chapman and Hall, 1844 |
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... woman , and he's bringin ' her home with him . " " Well , I hope he won't let me see her , or I'll tear her eyes out - that I will ! " cried Mrs. Tipping . " Bless us ! what's the matter with Plumpton ? Why , if the poor fool isn't ...
... woman , and he's bringin ' her home with him . " " Well , I hope he won't let me see her , or I'll tear her eyes out - that I will ! " cried Mrs. Tipping . " Bless us ! what's the matter with Plumpton ? Why , if the poor fool isn't ...
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... woman , who was stretched upon the causeway . I stooped , and found her bleeding at the neck . " Good God ! " I exclaimed ; " who has done this ? " She made an effort to answer me , but the sound died in her throat . I raised a cry for ...
... woman , who was stretched upon the causeway . I stooped , and found her bleeding at the neck . " Good God ! " I exclaimed ; " who has done this ? " She made an effort to answer me , but the sound died in her throat . I raised a cry for ...
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... woman dying Soon a little crowd had gathered around , and lights were brought ; but the woman had died in my arms . " How pale he looks ! " noted one , observing my features . " How he shakes ! " said another . 66 Maybe he did it ...
... woman dying Soon a little crowd had gathered around , and lights were brought ; but the woman had died in my arms . " How pale he looks ! " noted one , observing my features . " How he shakes ! " said another . 66 Maybe he did it ...
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... woman bleeding at the neck ? " he said , addressing " Have you any idea how the wound was inflicted ! Remember , I caution you to avoid saying anything which may criminate yourself . Your answers will be written down , and used in your ...
... woman bleeding at the neck ? " he said , addressing " Have you any idea how the wound was inflicted ! Remember , I caution you to avoid saying anything which may criminate yourself . Your answers will be written down , and used in your ...
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... woman standing by the church , and afterwards seeing me alight from an omnibus , upon which she walked away , and I followed her . A fourth witness stated that the deceased had informed him that she had quarrelled with a doctor , who ...
... woman standing by the church , and afterwards seeing me alight from an omnibus , upon which she walked away , and I followed her . A fourth witness stated that the deceased had informed him that she had quarrelled with a doctor , who ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Aleppo Amanus ancient Antioch appeared arrived Auriol Baldred beauty Bimbelot brought called character church Colonel Commagena cried dead Doctor door Doyle duchess Duchess of Marlborough duke Euphrates exclaimed eyes father favour feeling French Gindarus give Guiscard hand Harley head heard heart honour horse hour Hugh Kate king Kurds lady living look lord madam Manesty Marlborough Masham miles mind morning nature never night occasion once Othello party passed passion Pat Doyle Patrick Doyle person PHAON plain Plumpton poet Polka Party poor present Proddy queen rejoined rendered replied returned river Roman round ruins Sacheverell Sandman SAPHO Savidge scene seemed serjeant shew side spirit stood Strabo Syria Tamworth thee Theocritus thing thou thought Tinker tion took town Turkomans turned Varnham village voice Westerwood wife woman words young
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Página 473 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age, Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But O, sad Virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower, Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek.
Página 169 - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears; Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
Página 169 - And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe and pale jessamine, The white pink and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears : Bid Amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffadillies fill their cups with tears...
Página 77 - ... violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright...
Página 168 - Return Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowrets of a thousand hues.
Página 471 - Ave Maria ! blessed be the hour ! The time, the clime, the spot, where I so oft Have felt that moment in its fullest power Sink o'er the earth so beautiful and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower. Or the faint dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seem'd stirr'd with prayer.
Página 167 - Here be grapes, whose lusty blood Is the learned poet's good, Sweeter yet did never crown The head of Bacchus; nuts more brown Than the squirrel's teeth that crack them; Deign, oh fairest fair, to take them!
Página 79 - There, in the stocks of trees, white fays do dwell, And span-long elves that dance about a pool, With each a little changeling in their arms ! The airy spirits play with falling stars, And mount the sphere of fire, to kiss the moon ! While she sits reading by the glow-worm's light, Or rotten wood, o'er which the worm hath crept, The baneful schedule of her nocent charms, And binding characters, through which she wounds Her puppets, the Sigilla of her witchcraft.
Página 75 - But in the covert of the wood did byde, Beholding all, yet of them unespyde. There' he did see that pleased much his sight, That even he...
Página 260 - Then as a nimble squirrel from the wood, Ranging the hedges for his filbert-food, Sits pertly on a bough his brown nuts cracking, And from the shell the sweet white kernel taking, Till with their crooks and bags a sort of boys, To share with him, come with so great a noise That he is forced to leave a nut nigh broke, And for his life leap to a neighbour oak, Thence...