The New Mirror, Bind 3George Pope Morris, Nathaniel Parker Willis Morris, Willis & Company, 1844 |
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Side 2
... admiration of the drawing , when Spiridion turned to the astonished gentleman at her ear . " Perhaps , sir , " said he , " in a lady's service , I may ven- ture to dispossess you of that ottoman ! Will you be kind enough to rise ...
... admiration of the drawing , when Spiridion turned to the astonished gentleman at her ear . " Perhaps , sir , " said he , " in a lady's service , I may ven- ture to dispossess you of that ottoman ! Will you be kind enough to rise ...
Side 7
... admiration of one another's qualities ; but it is an inti- mate and deep knowledge of the things that affect those , whom we are bound by the nearest ties , with pleasure or with pain ; it is an anxious , uneasy fellow - feeling with ...
... admiration of one another's qualities ; but it is an inti- mate and deep knowledge of the things that affect those , whom we are bound by the nearest ties , with pleasure or with pain ; it is an anxious , uneasy fellow - feeling with ...
Side 18
... admiration of the crowd , but unable even to obey his mistress , though beckoned by her smile to follow her ! That superb animal , the very type of pride and beauty , arching his glossy neck and tossing his spirited head before the eyes ...
... admiration of the crowd , but unable even to obey his mistress , though beckoned by her smile to follow her ! That superb animal , the very type of pride and beauty , arching his glossy neck and tossing his spirited head before the eyes ...
Side 21
... admiration were soon manifested by the grand maestro and the illustrious writer . " Oh ! " said Jean Paul , clasping his hands , " a purer voice never charmed human ears . Young girl , are you sure you are not an angel ? " Weber ...
... admiration were soon manifested by the grand maestro and the illustrious writer . " Oh ! " said Jean Paul , clasping his hands , " a purer voice never charmed human ears . Young girl , are you sure you are not an angel ? " Weber ...
Side 22
... admiring the progress the debutante had made since the preceding day . When Stina brought back her young mistress , they ... admiration than ever . " You can remain in your garret no longer , " said Hoff- The three women proceeded to a ...
... admiring the progress the debutante had made since the preceding day . When Stina brought back her young mistress , they ... admiration than ever . " You can remain in your garret no longer , " said Hoff- The three women proceeded to a ...
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Side 15 - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Side 153 - Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams; or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
Side 15 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Side 63 - 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.
Side 94 - 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 58 - t depends Not on the number, but the choice of friends. Books should, not business, entertain the light, And sleep, as undisturbed as death, the night. My house a cottage, more Than palace, and should fitting be For all my use, no luxury. My garden painted o'er With Nature's hand, not Art's ; and pleasures yield, Horace might envy in his Sabine field.
Side 94 - Soul of the age! The applause, delight, the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room: Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read and praise to give.
Side 60 - So serious should my youth appear among The thoughtless throng, So would I seem among the young and gay More grave than they, That in my age as cheerful I might be As the green winter of the Holly Tree, III LORD WILLIAM.
Side 66 - 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.
Side 272 - Oh ! it is great to shake off the trammels of the world and of public opinion — to lose our importunate, tormenting, everlasting personal identity in the elements of nature, and become the creature of the moment, clear of all ties — to hold to the universe only by a dish of sweetbreads, and to owe nothing but the score of the evening — and no longer seeking for applause and meeting with contempt, to be known by no other title than the Gentleman in the parlour!