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Dolman's magazine [ed. by M.G. Keon and E. Price]., Volume 4
Miles Gerald Keon
Volledige weergave - 1846
Dolman's magazine [ed. by M.G. Keon and E. Price]., Volume 5
Miles Gerald Keon
Volledige weergave - 1847
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Pagina 301 - All power is given unto me in heaven and on earth. Go ye, therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost : Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you : and lo ! I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world.
Pagina 291 - All rests with those who read. A work or thought Is what each makes it to himself, and may Be full of great dark meanings, like the sea, With shoals of life rushing; or like the air, Benighted with the wing of the wild dove, Sweeping miles broad o'er the far western woods, With mighty glimpses of the central light — Or may be nothing — bodiless, spiritless.
Pagina 93 - All the World and his Wife.' Tag, Rag, and Bobtail, are capering there, Worse scene, I ween, than Bartlemy Fair ! — Two or three Chimney-sweeps, two or three Clowns, Playing at ' pitch and toss,' sport their ' Browns,' Two or three damsels, frank and free, Are ogling, and smiling, and sipping Bohea. Parties below, and parties above, Some making tea, and some making love. Then the ' toot— toot— toot ' Of that vile demi-flute, — The detestable din Of that crack'd violin, And the odours of...
Pagina 500 - God, Who hast taught the hearts of the faithful by the light of the Holy Spirit ; grant us in the same Spirit to relish what is right, and ever to rejoice in His consolation.
Pagina 232 - Landing-place,' the glory of the town, There was a common sailor-man a-walking up and down, I told my tale — he seem'd to think I'd not been treated well, And call'd me ' Poor old Buffer ! ' — what that means I cannot tell. That Sailor-man he said he'd seen that morning on the shore, A son of — something — 'twas a name I'd never heard before, A little ' gallows-looking chap ' — dear me ; what could he mean ? With a ' carpet-swab ' and ' muckingtogs,' and a hat turned up with green.
Pagina 212 - King's apartments and the drawing room ; so that he was obliged to go through it ; and as there were three windows in it, we sat in the middle one, that I might have time enough to meet him before he could pass. I threw myself at his feet, and told him in -French, that I was the unfortunate Countess of Nithisdale, that he might not pretend to be ignorant of my person.
Pagina 212 - Nithisdale, that he might not pretend to be ignorant of my person. But perceiving that he wanted to go off without receiving my petition, I caught hold of the skirt of his coat, that he might stop and hear me. He endeavoured to escape out of my hands ; but I kept such strong hold, that he dragged me upon my knees from the middle of the room to the very door of the drawing-room.
Pagina 232 - precious eyes,' and said he'd seen him 'sheer,' - It's very odd that sailor-men should talk so very queer And then he hitch'd his trousers up, as is, I'm told, their use, - It's very odd that sailor-men should wear those things so loose. I did not understand him well, but think he meant to say...
Pagina 118 - Not in the rude compiler's painted shell, But in thine own memorials of live stone, And in the pictures of thy kneeling princes, And in the lofty words on lofty tombs, And in the breath of ancient chroniclers, And in the music of the outer sea.