Ainsworth's Magazine: A Miscellany of Romance, General Literature, & Art, Volumen6William Harrison Ainsworth Chapman and Hall, 1844 |
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... passed off without any re- markable action ; but in the summer of 1708 , the important battle of Oudenard was gained ; and in the autumn of the suc- ceeding year — namely , the 11th September , 1709 B 2 AINSWORTH'S MAGAZINE. ...
... passed off without any re- markable action ; but in the summer of 1708 , the important battle of Oudenard was gained ; and in the autumn of the suc- ceeding year — namely , the 11th September , 1709 B 2 AINSWORTH'S MAGAZINE. ...
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... passed between herself and the duchess . " I am glad your majesty has acted with such becoming spirit , " replied Harley . " The duke will feel his refusal keenly , but I can furnish you with another plan of galling him yet more ...
... passed between herself and the duchess . " I am glad your majesty has acted with such becoming spirit , " replied Harley . " The duke will feel his refusal keenly , but I can furnish you with another plan of galling him yet more ...
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... passed to the contrary effect . The fourth and chief article is , that your majesty's administration , both in ecclesiastical and civil affairs , is tending to the destruction of the constitution ; that there are many exalted members ...
... passed to the contrary effect . The fourth and chief article is , that your majesty's administration , both in ecclesiastical and civil affairs , is tending to the destruction of the constitution ; that there are many exalted members ...
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... passed the matter over with silent contempt ; but this was not Harley's design ; and though openly opposing the matter , he secretly contrived to push forward the impeachment of the doctor - well knowing , that the attempt to punish a ...
... passed the matter over with silent contempt ; but this was not Harley's design ; and though openly opposing the matter , he secretly contrived to push forward the impeachment of the doctor - well knowing , that the attempt to punish a ...
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... passed over . I myself shall be accused of partiality and injustice . " I will take care you are set right on that score , my lord , " re- turned Anne . " " " It will be erecting a standard of disaffection , round which all the ...
... passed over . I myself shall be accused of partiality and injustice . " I will take care you are set right on that score , my lord , " re- turned Anne . " " " It will be erecting a standard of disaffection , round which all the ...
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Página 179 - And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes. Now, Lycidas, the Shepherds weep no more; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore, In thy large recompense, and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood.
Página 179 - 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 495 - God ! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain : To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
Página 83 - Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
Página 395 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds ; Which pillage they with merry march bring...
Página 308 - He hath put down the mighty from their seat : and hath exalted the humble and meek.
Página 391 - And every sweetness that inspired their hearts, Their minds, and muses on admired themes ; If all the heavenly quintessence they still From their immortal flowers of poesy, Wherein, as in a mirror, we perceive The highest reaches of a human wit ; If these had made one poem's period, And all combined in beauty's worthiness, Yet should there hover in their restless heads One thought, one grace, one wonder, at the least, Which into words no virtue can digest...
Página 280 - tis, that you should carry me away: And trust me not, my friends, if, every day, I walk not here with more delight, Than ever, after the most happy fight, In triumph to the capitol I rode, To thank the gods, and to be thought, myself, almost a god.
Página 279 - Hail, old patrician trees, so great and good! Hail, ye plebeian under-wood ! Where the poetic birds rejoice, And for their quiet nests and plenteous food Pay, with their grateful voice. Hail, the poor Muses...
Página 485 - 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.