Ballou's Monthly Magazine, Bind 33–34Thomes & Talbot, 1871 |
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... appeared in the Humville Chronicle , causing an immense flut- ter of excitement in all the circles and squares and ... appearing very charming in her elaborate bridal toilet , imported for the occasion , supported by twenty - five brides ...
... appeared in the Humville Chronicle , causing an immense flut- ter of excitement in all the circles and squares and ... appearing very charming in her elaborate bridal toilet , imported for the occasion , supported by twenty - five brides ...
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... appeared a forbidding looking female at the window whom most of the people present remembered as the old housekeeper , and then there was a great laugh , as though a big joke had exploded among them . A moment there- after , however ...
... appeared a forbidding looking female at the window whom most of the people present remembered as the old housekeeper , and then there was a great laugh , as though a big joke had exploded among them . A moment there- after , however ...
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... Appeared in wondrous fairy guise . [ white And so bewitched my ears that e'en The winds that tossed the snow plumes And danced about in moonlight sheen Filled them with stories of delight . Then old Kriss Kringle's elfin team Sped ...
... Appeared in wondrous fairy guise . [ white And so bewitched my ears that e'en The winds that tossed the snow plumes And danced about in moonlight sheen Filled them with stories of delight . Then old Kriss Kringle's elfin team Sped ...
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... appeared , quite refreshed . request , we went over to her house . At her " I am expecting Uncle George , " she said , " and I fear it will be hard to reconcile him , for he has been very bitter in his feelings and remarks towards ...
... appeared , quite refreshed . request , we went over to her house . At her " I am expecting Uncle George , " she said , " and I fear it will be hard to reconcile him , for he has been very bitter in his feelings and remarks towards ...
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... appeared so familiar that my curiosity became intense , and going around to the after end of the cook's galley , I ex- amined it . There , in large yellow letters was the word " Friday ! " At the same moment came a touch on my arm and a ...
... appeared so familiar that my curiosity became intense , and going around to the after end of the cook's galley , I ex- amined it . There , in large yellow letters was the word " Friday ! " At the same moment came a touch on my arm and a ...
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Side 362 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow! When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow. The meteor flag of England Shall yet terrific burn; Till danger's troubled night depart And the star of peace return. Then, then, ye ocean warriors ! Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow!
Side 219 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits, and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms...
Side 219 - His youthful hose well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again towards childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion ! Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Side 362 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ; For the deck it was their field of fame, And ocean was their grave...
Side 305 - Doubt not, therefore, sir, but that angling is an art, and an art worth your learning. The question is rather, whether you be capable of learning it ? for angling is somewhat like poetry, — men are to be born so: I mean, with inclinations to it, though both may be heightened by discourse and practice; but he that hopes to be a good angler must not only bring an inquiring, searching, observing wit, but he must bring a large measure of hope and patience, and a love and propensity to the art itself;...
Side 219 - With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Side 306 - Taking therein no little delectation, To think how strange, how wonderful they be; Framing thereof an inward contemplation, To set his heart from other fancies free ; And whilst he looks on these with joyful eye. His mind is wrapt above the starry sky.
Side 219 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Side 305 - O sir, doubt not but that angling is an art. Is it not an art to deceive a trout with an artificial fly ? a trout that is more sharp-sighted than any hawk you have named, and more watchful and timorous than your high-mettled merlin is bold ! and yet I doubt not to catch a brace or two to-morrow for a friend's breakfast. Doubt not, therefore, sir, but that angling is an art...
Side 363 - BLOW high, blow low, let tempests tear, The main-mast by the board ; My heart, with thoughts of thee, my dear, And love well stored, Shall brave all danger, scorn all fear, The roaring winds, the raging sea, In hopes on shore To be once more Safe moored with thee ! Aloft while mountains high we go, The whistling winds that scud along, And...