The Indicatior: a Miscellany for the Fields and the Fireside, Bind 1–2Wiley and Putnam, 1845 |
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... father - in - law made him help him in his business of bricklayer , he worked with his own hands upon the Lincoln's - inn garden wall , which looks towards Chan- cery - lane , and which seems old enough to have some of his illustrious ...
... father - in - law made him help him in his business of bricklayer , he worked with his own hands upon the Lincoln's - inn garden wall , which looks towards Chan- cery - lane , and which seems old enough to have some of his illustrious ...
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... father's fate must have had its effect in securing the fortunes of the son . Young Brandon grew up with Henry the Seventh's children , and was the playmate of his future king and bride . The prince , as he increased in years , seems to ...
... father's fate must have had its effect in securing the fortunes of the son . Young Brandon grew up with Henry the Seventh's children , and was the playmate of his future king and bride . The prince , as he increased in years , seems to ...
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... father . Walton says , that an angler does no hurt but to fish ; and this he counts as nothing . Cotton argues , that the slaughter of them is not to be " repented ; " and he says to his father ( which looks as if the old gentleman ...
... father . Walton says , that an angler does no hurt but to fish ; and this he counts as nothing . Cotton argues , that the slaughter of them is not to be " repented ; " and he says to his father ( which looks as if the old gentleman ...
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... father speak ; To make a bank was a great plot of state ; - Invent a shovel , and be a magistrate . We can never read these and some other ludicrous verses of Marvell , even when by ourselves , without laughter . CHAPTER XIII . Gilbert ...
... father speak ; To make a bank was a great plot of state ; - Invent a shovel , and be a magistrate . We can never read these and some other ludicrous verses of Marvell , even when by ourselves , without laughter . CHAPTER XIII . Gilbert ...
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... father , Gil- bert Becket , a flourishing citizen , had been in his youth a soldier in the crusades ; and being taken prisoner , became slave to an Emir , or Saracen prince . By degrees he obtained the confidence of his master , and was ...
... father , Gil- bert Becket , a flourishing citizen , had been in his youth a soldier in the crusades ; and being taken prisoner , became slave to an Emir , or Saracen prince . By degrees he obtained the confidence of his master , and was ...
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Side 101 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Side 4 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Side 37 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war; Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Side 191 - Saturn laughed and leaped with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell: Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did...
Side 75 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Side 191 - Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Side 37 - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson, which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare...
Side 79 - See ! see ! (I cried) she tacks no more ! Hither to work us weal ; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel ! ' The western wave was all a-flame, The day was well-nigh done ! Almost upon the western wave Rested the broad bright Sun ; When that strange shape drove suddenly Betwixt us and the Sun.
Side 65 - Thus may we gather honey from the weed, And make a moral of the devil himself.
Side 197 - MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.