The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Bind 66–67Joseph Rogerson |
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Side 5
... speak of exile from England to the shores of Boulogne and Ostend ; that the gentleman would not go abroad unless he could not pos- sibly help it . It was the day after the Derby , and settling - day was gradually approaching , when , to ...
... speak of exile from England to the shores of Boulogne and Ostend ; that the gentleman would not go abroad unless he could not pos- sibly help it . It was the day after the Derby , and settling - day was gradually approaching , when , to ...
Side 6
... speak of that ; many and better pens have lent their pathos to illustrate this ghastly scene : the horrid dead calm after the pomp and chivalry of the previous day ; the ghastly grinning corpses , amongst whom the birds of prey are ...
... speak of that ; many and better pens have lent their pathos to illustrate this ghastly scene : the horrid dead calm after the pomp and chivalry of the previous day ; the ghastly grinning corpses , amongst whom the birds of prey are ...
Side 10
... speak- ing to them . These circumstances cannot fail to beget confidence . You will sit down to write a review with a joy somewhat similar to that with which you buttonhole a friend . But your pleasure will be wonderfully increased ...
... speak- ing to them . These circumstances cannot fail to beget confidence . You will sit down to write a review with a joy somewhat similar to that with which you buttonhole a friend . But your pleasure will be wonderfully increased ...
Side 12
... speaking in Italian . 66 the young man was trembling with excite- ment- " Ida , you must hear me ! " he exclaimed ... speak . " I have striven to conceal from myself what I love you is the truth . It is too late now . But - but more ...
... speaking in Italian . 66 the young man was trembling with excite- ment- " Ida , you must hear me ! " he exclaimed ... speak . " I have striven to conceal from myself what I love you is the truth . It is too late now . But - but more ...
Side 35
... speak of , her age numbering months instead of years , this share in the general weal was , like herself , but small . Like many other married officers young in the service , Lieutenant Lane had had his share of pecuniary anxieties ...
... speak of , her age numbering months instead of years , this share in the general weal was , like herself , but small . Like many other married officers young in the service , Lieutenant Lane had had his share of pecuniary anxieties ...
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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.