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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... eyes . Occasionally a cheaper train , called " an emigrant train , ” is run . In the New England states they generally have a second - class car , but no separate car for negroes . The fuel generally burnt by the engines is wood , which ...
... eyes . Occasionally a cheaper train , called " an emigrant train , ” is run . In the New England states they generally have a second - class car , but no separate car for negroes . The fuel generally burnt by the engines is wood , which ...
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... eyes flashing with indignation- " I'll make you comfortable , " repeated he , " with an extra drill on that day ; " a threat that produced a hearty guffaw from the company . Jug bit his lips , for he saw that Hall was the favourite , as ...
... eyes flashing with indignation- " I'll make you comfortable , " repeated he , " with an extra drill on that day ; " a threat that produced a hearty guffaw from the company . Jug bit his lips , for he saw that Hall was the favourite , as ...
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... eyes as if lost in amazement at the recollection of his temerity . Fibby and Collop egged him on , as if they had never heard his lies before ; while Mattyfat , and Pippin , and Dazzler , and Gape , and all the jolly subs winked and ...
... eyes as if lost in amazement at the recollection of his temerity . Fibby and Collop egged him on , as if they had never heard his lies before ; while Mattyfat , and Pippin , and Dazzler , and Gape , and all the jolly subs winked and ...
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... eye , and said to friends , " Well , thank goodness , I've never either hunted or gammled . " " Hunting and gammling , " therefore , it is clear , he looked upon as synonymous , and though he did not join the saint party , who wanted to ...
... eye , and said to friends , " Well , thank goodness , I've never either hunted or gammled . " " Hunting and gammling , " therefore , it is clear , he looked upon as synonymous , and though he did not join the saint party , who wanted to ...
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... eye . Having begun hunting during the last advent of mahogany tops , he had never wholly adopted the white ones , and was ... eyes of the empress ! The Mar- plottes soon obeyed the obsequious flourish of the well - drilled groom of the ...
... eye . Having begun hunting during the last advent of mahogany tops , he had never wholly adopted the white ones , and was ... eyes of the empress ! The Mar- plottes soon obeyed the obsequious flourish of the well - drilled groom of the ...
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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...