New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Volume 164Henry Colburn, 1879 |
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Pagina 23
... death , the affair would read thus : Jarvis and Bates had heard Beverley and Lewson quarrelling , Stukeley , knowing of Beverley's intention to accost Lewson for a supposed offence , had issued a warrant of arrest for debt against ...
... death , the affair would read thus : Jarvis and Bates had heard Beverley and Lewson quarrelling , Stukeley , knowing of Beverley's intention to accost Lewson for a supposed offence , had issued a warrant of arrest for debt against ...
Pagina 37
... death and the contrition she expressed at having a second time dis- appointed his hopes of a son and heir , had made the hard man soften to the infant she left bebind her . He desired his wife's own name of Hester might be given to the ...
... death and the contrition she expressed at having a second time dis- appointed his hopes of a son and heir , had made the hard man soften to the infant she left bebind her . He desired his wife's own name of Hester might be given to the ...
Pagina 46
... death of my dear mother by which it was purchased ? My mother ! oh , my mother ! if you could but hear me ! No one but you ever loved me ? Fool that I was to fancy my sister's affection for me equalled mine for her ; while every night ...
... death of my dear mother by which it was purchased ? My mother ! oh , my mother ! if you could but hear me ! No one but you ever loved me ? Fool that I was to fancy my sister's affection for me equalled mine for her ; while every night ...
Pagina 47
... death ? Would it have been worse to bear than this ? -to know he lives for another , and will never be mine ? The Roger I loved is in very truth dead . There is no longer love in his eyes for me . Nevermore for me will there be music in ...
... death ? Would it have been worse to bear than this ? -to know he lives for another , and will never be mine ? The Roger I loved is in very truth dead . There is no longer love in his eyes for me . Nevermore for me will there be music in ...
Pagina 48
... death resolutely conquered the pain of seeing Hester better loved by her father , but those who fancied her of a calm nature had not the slightest insight into her real character . It was her inflexible determination and strength of ...
... death resolutely conquered the pain of seeing Hester better loved by her father , but those who fancied her of a calm nature had not the slightest insight into her real character . It was her inflexible determination and strength of ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 568 - I ran it through, even from my boyish days To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i...
Pagina 93 - It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to the house of feasting: for that is the end of all men; and the living will lay it to his heart.
Pagina 646 - The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn: Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.
Pagina 685 - Ah me! for aught that ever I could read. Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth: But, either it was different in blood; Her.
Pagina 218 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Pagina 331 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye ! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me ! I TRAVELLED among unknown men, In lands beyond the sea ; Nor.
Pagina 705 - And Samson lay till midnight, and arose at midnight, and took the doors of the gate of the city, and the two posts, and went away with them, bar and all, and put them upon his shoulders, and carried them up to the top of an hill that is before Hebron.
Pagina 416 - That she was a lady, inwards and outwards, from the crown of her head to the sole of her feet, in head, in heart, and in mind, a lady by education and a lady by nature, a lady also by birth in spite of that deficiency respecting her grandfather, I hereby state as a fact — meo periculo.
Pagina 406 - And because the breath of flowers is far sweeter in the air (where it comes and goes like the warbling of music) than in the hand, therefore nothing is more fit for that delight, than to know what be the flowers and plants that do best perfume the air.
Pagina 405 - That not a natural flower can grow on earth, Without a flower upon the spiritual side, Substantial, archetypal, all a-glow With blossoming causes,— not so far away, That we, whose spirit-sense is somewhat cleared, May not catch something of the bloom and breath,- Too vaguely apprehended, though indeed Still apprehended, consciously or not.