Hood's Magazine and Comic Miscellany, Volumen3proprietor, 1845 |
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... standing still for a moment , and then resuming his dance and his song . " Speak , idiot ! " cried Mr. Postle , seizing the boy by the shoulder and shaking him . " What is the meaning of this mummery ? " " O don't , pray don't beat me ...
... standing still for a moment , and then resuming his dance and his song . " Speak , idiot ! " cried Mr. Postle , seizing the boy by the shoulder and shaking him . " What is the meaning of this mummery ? " " O don't , pray don't beat me ...
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... standing at the window of the public room , drumming on the panes and watch- ing the raindrops race one another down the glass , while Churchill was walking up and down the apartment with a cigar in his mouth , when my attention was ...
... standing at the window of the public room , drumming on the panes and watch- ing the raindrops race one another down the glass , while Churchill was walking up and down the apartment with a cigar in his mouth , when my attention was ...
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... standing in a corner within two or three paces of him . Stooping noiselessly down , he brought it to full cock , and then placing the muzzle under his chin , pushed the trigger with his foot . He had been unable , however , with his ...
... standing in a corner within two or three paces of him . Stooping noiselessly down , he brought it to full cock , and then placing the muzzle under his chin , pushed the trigger with his foot . He had been unable , however , with his ...
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... stand . " " Leave it to me - give me half - a - crown , and never say nothing to nobody as to what you got for it . " Grimsby with great difficulty drew out the coin . The ostler was not absent many minutes ; and when he had resumed his ...
... stand . " " Leave it to me - give me half - a - crown , and never say nothing to nobody as to what you got for it . " Grimsby with great difficulty drew out the coin . The ostler was not absent many minutes ; and when he had resumed his ...
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... standing at the top of Tokenhouse Yard , you might actually see all the way down Nicholas Lane to the Exchange . And with what a pleasant smile does old Mr. Fleming sip his tea in the back room , and glance round at the preparations ...
... standing at the top of Tokenhouse Yard , you might actually see all the way down Nicholas Lane to the Exchange . And with what a pleasant smile does old Mr. Fleming sip his tea in the back room , and glance round at the preparations ...
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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!