Flittings of FancyH. Colburn, 1837 |
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Side 50
... gone down at sea When heaven was all tranquillity . Moore . I WISH I could describe the young Lady Sibyl : she was rather tall than otherwise , and her head was carried with a toss of the prettiest pride I ever saw ; in truth , there ...
... gone down at sea When heaven was all tranquillity . Moore . I WISH I could describe the young Lady Sibyl : she was rather tall than otherwise , and her head was carried with a toss of the prettiest pride I ever saw ; in truth , there ...
Side 67
... gone so far would not scruple to make the love which has been lavished upon her the inducement for her disobedience ; that the pride which has yielded so much would be content to be pursued as a fugitive , and to return as a penitent ...
... gone so far would not scruple to make the love which has been lavished upon her the inducement for her disobedience ; that the pride which has yielded so much would be content to be pursued as a fugitive , and to return as a penitent ...
Side 73
... gone for ever - I never can stoop to receive it back , I never will forgive him - no , never- that is , if he be really gone . " And really , when she returned , he was gone . Sibyl , however , would not persuade herself that it was not ...
... gone for ever - I never can stoop to receive it back , I never will forgive him - no , never- that is , if he be really gone . " And really , when she returned , he was gone . Sibyl , however , would not persuade herself that it was not ...
Side 74
... dispersed . The picture was gone — was even now , perhaps , the bosom companion of another , who pitied her with smiles , and gaily upbraided him for his falsehood . Then again would the flush 74 THE LOVERS ' QUARREL .
... dispersed . The picture was gone — was even now , perhaps , the bosom companion of another , who pitied her with smiles , and gaily upbraided him for his falsehood . Then again would the flush 74 THE LOVERS ' QUARREL .
Side 76
... gone to —— , and was paying violent attention to the Lady Blanche . She tore the letter calmly into little strips ; — her lips were compressed with beautiful , but stern and desperate determination . That night Sir Lubin made his ...
... gone to —— , and was paying violent attention to the Lady Blanche . She tore the letter calmly into little strips ; — her lips were compressed with beautiful , but stern and desperate determination . That night Sir Lubin made his ...
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amongst appeared après lui Arnaut aunt Barbara barouche Bashan beauty boat bosom Caleb Carrol character cheek companion cornet cottage countenance courage Cymon dear doubt endeavoured Eustache exclaimed eyes fancy fear feel felt fête champêtre fortune fox-hunting Frederic gazed gentle hand happy hast hath head heard heart Heaven horse hour Julius Cæsar knew Lady Lady L laughed lips live look lord Lucy Luke madame Marion marriage Mary melan ment mind morning ne'er never night o'er poor pretty prince of fox racter Rayland rest Robert the Devil Rosalie round scarcely seemed Sibyl sight Sir Lubin Skulker Smasher smile soon sorrow soul spirit strange sure sweet talk tears tell Teresina thee thing thou thought tion Titania toil told turned Twas uncle Vibert voice whilst wife wild wonder words young
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Side 192 - Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; long heath, brown furze, any thing: The wills above be done! but I •would fain die a dry death.
Side 50 - Alas ! — how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love ! Hearts that the world in vain had tried, And sorrow but more closely tied ; That stood the storm, when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea, When heaven was all tranquillity...
Side 204 - In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair; None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserve the fair.
Side 140 - O'ER the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway — . Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey.
Side 268 - twas, but it express'd her fortune, And she died singing it : that song to-night Will not go from my mind ; I have much to do, But to go hang my head all at one side, And sing it like poor Barbara.
Side 256 - The widow looked comically at the recollections which I brought to her mind; her rosy lips began to disclose their treasures in a half smile; and this, in turn, expanded into a laugh like the laugh of Euphrosyne. This was the very thing for me. I...
Side 253 - Jupiter, the vases presented nothing but hearts-ease and love-lies-bleeding; the very canary birds were inspired, and had a nest with two young ones; and the cat herself looked kindly over the budding beauties of a tortoise-shell kitten. What a place for a sensitive heart like mine ! I could not bear to look upon the mirrors which reflected my broad shoulders on every side, like so many giants; and would have given the world to appear a little pale and interesting, although it might have injured...
Side 244 - ... undisturbed when surrounded by a pack of terriers which seemed hungry enough to devour one another? Whenever the door slammed, and they looked for an addition to their cry, they seemed for all the world as though they were going to bark ; and if a straggler really...
Side 54 - Sweet arrogance ! is it not the day three thousand years on which we parted ; and did I not promise to be here at sunset?
Side 231 - ... every thought was poetry. A scrap of paper lay upon the table, and was presently enriched with a sonnet on each side, which I had the vanity to think were quite good enough to be transferred to Lady Betty's most beloved and lilac pocket-book. I raised my eyes, and, lo! in the bustle of parting with Lord S , she had forgotten to deposit it in her desk. What an agreeable surprise it would be for her to find how I had been employed! How fondly would she thank me for such a delicate mode of showing...