Peter's Letters to His KinsfolkC. S. Van Winkle, 101 Greenwich street, 1820 - 575 sider |
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... manner in which you spoke to me on that head , the day I left you - may I be permitted to add , after the long ex- perience I have had of your Lordship's concern and attachment , in several years of professional attend- ance , and ...
... manner in which you spoke to me on that head , the day I left you - may I be permitted to add , after the long ex- perience I have had of your Lordship's concern and attachment , in several years of professional attend- ance , and ...
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... not over anxious to remember that such people are ; but when the conversation actually turns on them and their merits , he expresses himself apparently in no uncandid manner concerning the least - and PETER'S LETTERS . 19.
... not over anxious to remember that such people are ; but when the conversation actually turns on them and their merits , he expresses himself apparently in no uncandid manner concerning the least - and PETER'S LETTERS . 19.
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John Gibson Lockhart. apparently in no uncandid manner concerning the least - and in a tone of genuine admiration concerning the greatest of them . But I despair of making you comprehend the vaga- ries of such an original . I wish you ...
John Gibson Lockhart. apparently in no uncandid manner concerning the least - and in a tone of genuine admiration concerning the greatest of them . But I despair of making you comprehend the vaga- ries of such an original . I wish you ...
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... manner in which the lamps are placed , under the feet of the performers , has such a destructive effect , that few actors , except those of the Kemble blood , appear to have any better than snub noses . Now , Napoleon has not the least ...
... manner in which the lamps are placed , under the feet of the performers , has such a destructive effect , that few actors , except those of the Kemble blood , appear to have any better than snub noses . Now , Napoleon has not the least ...
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... manner , exchanged now and then for an infinite variety of more earnest expression and ad- dress - this is as much as I could carry away from my first visit to " the wee rekit deil , " as the Inferno of Altesidora has happily called him ...
... manner , exchanged now and then for an infinite variety of more earnest expression and ad- dress - this is as much as I could carry away from my first visit to " the wee rekit deil , " as the Inferno of Altesidora has happily called him ...
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Side 124 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Side 102 - All strength — all terror, single or in bands, That ever was put forth in personal form — Jehovah — with his thunder, and the choir Of shouting Angels, and the empyreal thrones — I pass them unalarmed.
Side 70 - Love had he found in huts where poor Men lie : His daily Teachers had been Woods and Rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Side 345 - On the soft grass through half a summer's day, With music lulled his indolent repose : And, in some fit of weariness, if he, When his own breath was silent, chanced to hear A distant strain, far sweeter than the sounds Which his poor skill could make, his Fancy fetched, Even from the blazing Chariot of the Sun, A beardless Youth, who touched a golden lute, And filled the illumined groves with ravishment.
Side 398 - With solemn touches,* troubled thoughts, and chase Anguish and doubt and fear and sorrow and pain From mortal or immortal minds. Thus they Breathing united force with fixed thought Moved on in silence to soft pipes that charmed Their painful steps o'er the burnt soil...
Side 80 - From that bleak tenement He, many an evening, to his distant home In solitude returning, saw the hills Grow larger in the darkness; all alone Beheld the stars come out above his head, And travelled through the wood, with no one near To whom he might confess the things he saw.
Side 340 - ... so thick the aery crowd swarmed and were straitened ; till, the signal given, behold a wonder ! they but now who seemed in bigness to surpass earth's giant sons, now less than smallest dwarfs in narrow room throng numberless...
Side 494 - As if their silent company were charged With peaceful admonitions for the heart Of all-beholding Man, earth's thoughtful lord ; Then, in full many a region, once like this The assured domain of calm simplicity And pensive quiet, an unnatural light Prepared for never-resting Labour's eyes...
Side 76 - I AM a son of Mars who have been in many wars, And show my cuts and scars wherever I come ; This here was for a wench, and that other in a trench, When welcoming the French at the sound of the drum.
Side 76 - And now a widow, I must mourn The pleasures that will ne'er return; No comfort but a hearty can, When I think on John Highlandman. RECITATIVO A pigmy scraper, wi...