Belgravia, a London magazine, conducted by M.E. Braddon, Volume 71869 - 2 pages |
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... side boarding- houses , and the like . In my own season of success I often contemplated a tour through America as a star . " I thought of setting New York wild with admiration , filling my brother's heart with ecstasy , and cramming his ...
... side boarding- houses , and the like . In my own season of success I often contemplated a tour through America as a star . " I thought of setting New York wild with admiration , filling my brother's heart with ecstasy , and cramming his ...
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... side of the bed in which my mother recovered at last from all sickness and all sorrow . A pale , wan ray of the rising sun gleamed upon the cold face whereon so little of the sunshine of happi- ness had rested . A quaint little burial ...
... side of the bed in which my mother recovered at last from all sickness and all sorrow . A pale , wan ray of the rising sun gleamed upon the cold face whereon so little of the sunshine of happi- ness had rested . A quaint little burial ...
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... side by side with Christina Braun he could talk well enough to her ; and almost always when he came to Miss Griffin's , I observed that he took charge of Christina to see her to her home on our early break- ing up . I think I was ...
... side by side with Christina Braun he could talk well enough to her ; and almost always when he came to Miss Griffin's , I observed that he took charge of Christina to see her to her home on our early break- ing up . I think I was ...
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... side . I trolled out to myself of nights the words of " Sally in our Alley ; " and I envied the hero of the ballad , for all his harsh master and his jeering neighbours . If some woman would only love me , walk thus of Sundays with me ...
... side . I trolled out to myself of nights the words of " Sally in our Alley ; " and I envied the hero of the ballad , for all his harsh master and his jeering neighbours . If some woman would only love me , walk thus of Sundays with me ...
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... side of the head , literally leaping off his feet at each stroke , so as to lend it a more furious momentum . I was inclined to laugh at first , but I soon found it was no laughing matter , for the first touch I got of one of these odd ...
... side of the head , literally leaping off his feet at each stroke , so as to lend it a more furious momentum . I was inclined to laugh at first , but I soon found it was no laughing matter , for the first touch I got of one of these odd ...
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Page 549 - twould a saint provoke" (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke), " No, let a charming chintz, and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And, Betty, give this cheek a little red.
Page 50 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Page 537 - That there were such creatures as witches, he made no doubt at all ; for, first, the Scriptures had affirmed so much. Secondly, the wisdom of all nations had provided laws against such persons, which is an argument of their confidence of such a crime.
Page 477 - ... about my knowledge of this wretched man. From what he had over and over again told me, it was certain that he had come to London for the purpose of shaming his brother into supplying him with new funds, and it was evident that there was no extravagant escapade or exposure of which the little wretch would not be capable. On the whole, then, it seemed to me that the best thing I could do would be to see Mr Lyndon at once, and put him on his guard. Mr Lyndon too might, like a sensible man of the...
Page 285 - ... when there was so much of it in the scales, as would equal the weight of seventy-two pence,* he caused the chaplains to make six candles thereof, each of equal length, so that each candle might have twelve divisions! marked longitudinally upon it. By this plan, therefore, those six candles burned for twenty-four hours, a night and day, without fail...
Page 498 - We were but five minutes together, and on the public road ; but I hardly recollect an hour of my existence which could be weighed against them.
Page 57 - Upon which Bligh, who was sitting opposite to him, calmly produced two loaded pistols from his coat pocket, which he placed on the table, and said, " Mr. Brummell, if you are really desirous to put a period to your existence, I am extremely happy to offer you the means without troubling the waiter.
Page 362 - I have hardly a notion, that any performer of antiquity could surpass the action of Mr. Betterton in any of the occasions in which he has appeared on our stage. The wonderful agony which he appeared in, when he examined the circumstance of the handkerchief in Othello...
Page 498 - This meeting annihilated for a moment all the years between the present time and the days of Harrow. It was a new and inexplicable feeling, like rising from the grave, to me. Clare, too, was much agitated — more in appearance than even myself; for I could feel his heart beat to his fingers' ends, unless, indeed, it was the pulse of my own which made me think so.
Page 500 - My indignation at Mr. Keats's depreciation of Pope has hardly permitted me to do justice to his own genius, which, malgre all the fantastic fopperies of his style, was undoubtedly of great promise. His fragment of Hyperion seems actually inspired by the Titans, and is as sublime as /Eschylus.