New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Volume 94Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, William Harrison Ainsworth, Thomas Hood, William Ainsworth E. W. Allen, 1852 |
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... captain ( for the population of every state seems to take to militia - soldiering as a holiday amusement ) , you ... Captain Pilsbury was warden ) ; he had previously been confined in Sing - Sing and other prisons . He was determined not ...
... captain ( for the population of every state seems to take to militia - soldiering as a holiday amusement ) , you ... Captain Pilsbury was warden ) ; he had previously been confined in Sing - Sing and other prisons . He was determined not ...
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... Captain Pilsbury immediately took the chair , and directed Scott to shave him . " From that moment he became one of the best behaved convicts in the prison , and remained so until Captain Pilsbury left it , in November , 1832. Soon ...
... Captain Pilsbury immediately took the chair , and directed Scott to shave him . " From that moment he became one of the best behaved convicts in the prison , and remained so until Captain Pilsbury left it , in November , 1832. Soon ...
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... Captain Dazzler , who wanted a little leave of absence . " That's right ! " exclaimed the colonel , with a thump of his fist on the table . " Cockatoo also , " bowed Adjutant Collop , who was in strong competi- tion with Fibs for the ...
... Captain Dazzler , who wanted a little leave of absence . " That's right ! " exclaimed the colonel , with a thump of his fist on the table . " Cockatoo also , " bowed Adjutant Collop , who was in strong competi- tion with Fibs for the ...
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... Captain Mat- tyfat , who was very fond of his food . " How would it do to have a jolly good breakfast here and lunch with his lordship ? " " And have that fat Hall up and make him muzzy , " suggested Jug , helping himself to an ...
... Captain Mat- tyfat , who was very fond of his food . " How would it do to have a jolly good breakfast here and lunch with his lordship ? " " And have that fat Hall up and make him muzzy , " suggested Jug , helping himself to an ...
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... Captain and Mrs Horrid- bore ; after them the Beddingfields , then the Mountfields , then the Honey- balls , next the Gathertins , the Freckletons , and the Buckwheats , all in a file ; after which there was a pause , and then a rush of ...
... Captain and Mrs Horrid- bore ; after them the Beddingfields , then the Mountfields , then the Honey- balls , next the Gathertins , the Freckletons , and the Buckwheats , all in a file ; after which there was a pause , and then a rush of ...
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Page 215 - Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there, The fix'd yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill/ changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy...
Page 215 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers...
Page 161 - It was the first thing in the morning and the last thing at night, till I confess it began to be something of a bore to me.
Page 283 - mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding like a bee, — Both were mine! Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy When I was young! When I was young? — Ah, woful When! Ah, for the change 'twixt Now and Then!
Page 373 - Par ma foi, il ya plus de quarante ans que je dis de la prose, sans que j'en susse rien; et je vous suis le plus obligé du monde de m'avoir appris cela.
Page 204 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Page 286 - Besides, it was talk not flowing any-whither like a river, but spreading every-whither in inextricable currents and regurgitations like a lake or sea ; terribly deficient in definite goal or aim, nay often in logical intelligibility ; what you were to believe or do, on any earthly or heavenly thing, obstinately refusing to appear from it.
Page 13 - On this question of principle, while actual suffering was yet afar off, they raised their flag against a power, to which, for purposes of foreign conquest and subjugation, Rome, in the height of her glory, is not to be compared ; a power which has dotted over the surface of the whole globe with her possessions and military posts, whose morning drum-beat, following the sun, and keeping company with the hours, circles the earth with one continuous and unbroken strain of the martial airs of England.
Page 358 - Nor will men persist in confounding, any more than God confounds, with genuine infidelity and an atheism of the heart those passionate impatient struggles of a boy towards distant truth and love, made in the dark, and ended by one sweep of the natural seas before the full moral sunrise could shine out on him.
Page 410 - I SEE the wealthy miller yet, His double chin, his portly size, And who that knew him could forget The busy wrinkles round his eyes ? The slow wise smile that, round about His dusty forehead drily curl'd, Seem'd half- within and half- without, And full of dealings with the world...