The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Bind 66–67Joseph Rogerson |
Fra bogen
Resultater 1-5 af 89
Side 3
... hand and burning into her heart , and she was wasting the time in the senti- mental talk of Jeannette and Jeannot in a French play . Then there came a great rush of tears , she could not conceal it : she was being humiliated in the eyes ...
... hand and burning into her heart , and she was wasting the time in the senti- mental talk of Jeannette and Jeannot in a French play . Then there came a great rush of tears , she could not conceal it : she was being humiliated in the eyes ...
Side 10
... hand , may be placed those of works upon the same subject ; or , if the num- ber is small , even of books which merely touch upon it , arranged in chronological order . From six to twelve is a very good number , and the publisher's name ...
... hand , may be placed those of works upon the same subject ; or , if the num- ber is small , even of books which merely touch upon it , arranged in chronological order . From six to twelve is a very good number , and the publisher's name ...
Side 13
... hand , went to claim the creature . To his amazement he found it in possession of another individual , who was endeavouring to carry the dog off with him . " That is my dog , sir , " growled the doctor , in English , to the despoiler ...
... hand , went to claim the creature . To his amazement he found it in possession of another individual , who was endeavouring to carry the dog off with him . " That is my dog , sir , " growled the doctor , in English , to the despoiler ...
Side 21
... hand in hand with Painting , and beguiled his loneliness with wild , sweet harmonies . Brings me yew to deck my grave : Such end true lovers have ! " His face is fair as heaven Where springing buds unfold ; Oh , why to him was ' t given ...
... hand in hand with Painting , and beguiled his loneliness with wild , sweet harmonies . Brings me yew to deck my grave : Such end true lovers have ! " His face is fair as heaven Where springing buds unfold ; Oh , why to him was ' t given ...
Side 22
... hand or eye Framed thy fearful symmetry ? " In what distant deeps or skies Burned that fire within thine eyes ? On what wings dared he aspire ? What the hand , dared seize the fire ? " And what shoulder , and what art , Could twist the ...
... hand or eye Framed thy fearful symmetry ? " In what distant deeps or skies Burned that fire within thine eyes ? On what wings dared he aspire ? What the hand , dared seize the fire ? " And what shoulder , and what art , Could twist the ...
Andre udgaver - Se alle
Almindelige termer og sætninger
answered Arthur asked beautiful better birds bright called Charlemagne Charles of Anjou child church clouds colour Constance Covent Garden crochet dark daugh dear death door dress Eginhard eyes face fancy father feel feet flowers garden George Rhaw girl give Grantley hand happy head hear heard heart heaven Horace Horace Walpole hour husband John Brumby King knew lady Lardaro leave light live London Longapoa look Lord Leven Mabel Madame Margate marriage ment mind Miss morning mother mountain Nathalie never night Nolan once passed poor quiet racter Riverdale round scene seemed seen Sicily side smile sorrow soul Spaniard Inn stitches Storo story strange sweet talk tears tell thing thought tion told Tonga trees turned TUXFORD voice walked wife wish woman words Yarrow young
Populære passager
Side 3 - My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Side 42 - New mercies each returning day Hover around us while we pray — New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Side 21 - TO THE MUSES. WHETHER on Ida's shady brow Or in the chambers of the East, The chambers of the Sun, that now From ancient melody have ceased ; Whether in heaven ye wander fair Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air, Where the melodious winds have birth...
Side 79 - But now they desire a better country, that is, an heavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.
Side 59 - Fie, my lord, fie ! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? Doct. Do you mark that? Lady M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Side 125 - THE stormy March is come at last, With wind, and cloud, and changing skies , I hear the rushing of the blast, That through the snowy valley flies Ah, passing few are they who speak, Wild stormy month! in praise of thee ; Yet, though thy winds are loud and bleak, Thou art a welcome month to rne.
Side 130 - Our little habitation was situated at the foot of a sloping hill, sheltered with a beautiful underwood behind, and a prattling river before ; on one side a meadow, on the other a green.
Side 81 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Side 26 - Bring me my Bow of burning gold : Bring me my Arrows of desire : Bring me my Spear : O clouds unfold ! Bring me my Chariot of fire. I will not cease from Mental Fight, Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant Land.
Side 28 - Marlowe, bathed in the Thespian springs, Had in him those brave translunary things That the first poets had ; his raptures were All air and fire, which made his verses clear ; For that fine madness still he did retain Which rightly should possess a poet's brain.