Hood's Magazine and Comic Miscellany, Volumen3proprietor, 1845 |
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... hear voices and the tramping of feet ! " " Say I told you so ! " cried Mr. Postle , jumping up from his chair , and resuming the knife with which he had been cutting his cold meat . " And if it be a mob , " said my father , " it may not ...
... hear voices and the tramping of feet ! " " Say I told you so ! " cried Mr. Postle , jumping up from his chair , and resuming the knife with which he had been cutting his cold meat . " And if it be a mob , " said my father , " it may not ...
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... hear from a multitude of human throats : a ferocious howl fit only to salute an incarnate fiend , and from which my father recoiled in soul , more than he shrank in body from the ensuing volley of stones . His place , however , was ...
... hear from a multitude of human throats : a ferocious howl fit only to salute an incarnate fiend , and from which my father recoiled in soul , more than he shrank in body from the ensuing volley of stones . His place , however , was ...
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... hear . Only think of our dear Countess marrying her cousin at last ! They will make a charming couple . The Viscomte is so handsome , and she -but here she comes . I must go and congratulate her . How could they say , " she continued ...
... hear . Only think of our dear Countess marrying her cousin at last ! They will make a charming couple . The Viscomte is so handsome , and she -but here she comes . I must go and congratulate her . How could they say , " she continued ...
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... hear , after the bang ! bang ! of both barrels , an extraordinary shouting , hallooing , and howling . They ran up to the hedge , fully expecting to see either the sportsman or his dog shot ; but when they looked over into the next ...
... hear , after the bang ! bang ! of both barrels , an extraordinary shouting , hallooing , and howling . They ran up to the hedge , fully expecting to see either the sportsman or his dog shot ; but when they looked over into the next ...
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... hears a most extraordinary noise - a sort of whistle and whirrh : - he looks up and sees some opaque body going over his head . He puts up his gun and pulls , and down comes something flop into the water not far off him . He has shot a ...
... hears a most extraordinary noise - a sort of whistle and whirrh : - he looks up and sees some opaque body going over his head . He puts up his gun and pulls , and down comes something flop into the water not far off him . He has shot a ...
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Página 233 - In this state-chamber, dying by degrees, Hours and long hours in the dead night, I ask "Do I live, am I dead?" Peace, peace seems all. Saint Praxed's ever was the church for peace; And so, about this tomb of mine. I fought...
Página 235 - To comfort me on my entablature Whereon I am to lie till I must ask 'Do I live, am I dead?' There, leave me, there! For ye have stabbed me with ingratitude To death - ye wish it - God, ye wish it! Stone Gritstone, a-crumble!
Página 489 - No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his father and his God.
Página 469 - That what we love shall ne'er be so. I know not why I could not die, I had no earthly hope — but faith, And that forbade a selfish death.
Página 233 - Put me where I may look at him! True peach, Rosy and flawless: how I earned the prize! Draw close: that conflagration of my church — What then? So much was saved if aught were missed!
Página 488 - On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Página 235 - Good strong thick stupefying incensesmoke ! For as I lie here, hours of the dead night, Dying in state and by such slow degrees, I fold my arms as if they clasped a crook, And stretch my feet forth straight as stone can point, And let the bedclothes for a mortcloth drop Into great laps and folds of...
Página 234 - Ready to twitch the Nymph's last garment off, And Moses with the tables . . . but I know Ye mark me not! What do they whisper thee, Child of my bowels, Anselm?
Página 60 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
Página 234 - Praxed's ear to pray Horses for ye, and brown Greek manuscripts, And mistresses with great smooth marbly limbs ? — That's if ye carve my epitaph aright, Choice Latin, picked phrase, Tully's every word, No gaudy ware like Gandolf's second line — Tully, my masters? Ulpian serves his need!