New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Volumen144Henry Colburn, 1869 |
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... hours previously in the great hall ) , the wax - lights were sparkling in the ball - room , and Mrs. Ashton , magnificent in black velvet and diamonds , stood at the door receiving her guests , the very paragon of aristocratic beauty ...
... hours previously in the great hall ) , the wax - lights were sparkling in the ball - room , and Mrs. Ashton , magnificent in black velvet and diamonds , stood at the door receiving her guests , the very paragon of aristocratic beauty ...
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... hour , and it's such bad taste of him to absent himself this way . I wonder where he can be , " said the dowager , a little anxiously . But Fanny was obtuse on all points to - night , save the terpsi- chorean art , or the science of ...
... hour , and it's such bad taste of him to absent himself this way . I wonder where he can be , " said the dowager , a little anxiously . But Fanny was obtuse on all points to - night , save the terpsi- chorean art , or the science of ...
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... hour in radiant spirits , and there was no gayer heart in the assembly that night . His mother watched him with a pale stern face , but spake never a word , and composedly saw her last guest to the door as if nothing unusual had ...
... hour in radiant spirits , and there was no gayer heart in the assembly that night . His mother watched him with a pale stern face , but spake never a word , and composedly saw her last guest to the door as if nothing unusual had ...
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... hours later in the packing of his portmanteau and departure for London , that great retreat for all fugitives and searchers , and whither Robert believed Miss Hyde must have repaired , on her summary ejectment from Ashton . That she had ...
... hours later in the packing of his portmanteau and departure for London , that great retreat for all fugitives and searchers , and whither Robert believed Miss Hyde must have repaired , on her summary ejectment from Ashton . That she had ...
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... hour of search is long over , and you don't care three straws for it , be assured it will turn up then , like the proverbial bad shilling . During this time there was a melancholy estrangement between mother and son . He had vowed never ...
... hour of search is long over , and you don't care three straws for it , be assured it will turn up then , like the proverbial bad shilling . During this time there was a melancholy estrangement between mother and son . He had vowed never ...
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Página 309 - And the scene where his melody charmed me before Resounds with his sweet-flowing ditty no more. My fugitive years are all hasting away, And I must ere long lie as lowly as they With a turf on my breast and a stone at my head, Ere another such grove shall arise in its stead. 'Tis a sight to engage me, if anything can, To muse on the perishing pleasures of man ; Though his life be a dream, his enjoyments, I see, Have a being less durable even than he.
Página 95 - There is a stern round tower of other days, Firm as a fortress, with its fence of stone, Such as an army's baffled strength delays, Standing with half its battlements alone, And with two thousand years of ivy grown, The garland of eternity, where wave The green leaves over all by time o'erthrown ; — 4 What was this tower of strength? within its cave What treasure lay so lock'd, so hid? — A woman's grave.
Página 310 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
Página 715 - The sword, the banner, and the field, Glory and Greece, around me see! The Spartan, borne upon his shield, Was not more free. Awake! (not Greece — she is awake!) Awake, my spirit!
Página 306 - And never won. Dream after dream ensues; And still they dream that they shall still succeed, And still are disappointed.
Página 715 - My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone!
Página 577 - United Church, as the Established Church of England and Ireland, shall be deemed and taken to be an essential and fundamental part of the Union...
Página 667 - The beauties to the original I owe; Which when I miss, my own defects I show: Nor think the kindred Muses thy disgrace: A poet is not born in every race. Two of a house few ages can afford; One to perform, another to record.
Página 720 - I hurried to the summit. The glory of our prize burst suddenly upon me ! There, like a sea of quicksilver, lay far beneath the grand expanse of water — a boundless sea horizon on the south and south-west, glittering in the noonday sun ; and on the west, at fifty or sixty miles...
Página 308 - Between two worlds life hovers like a star Twixt night and morn upon the horizon's verge. How little do we know that which we are ! How less what we may be! The eternal surge Of time and tide rolls on and bears afar Our bubbles. As the old burst, new emerge, Lashed from the foam of ages; while the graves Of empires heave but like some passing waves.