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Sir Isumbras , in doubt and dread , From his feverish sleep awoke ; And started
up from his grassy bed Under the ancient oak . And he called the page who held
his spear , And , “ tell me , boy , ” quoth he , “ How long have I been slumbering ...
Sir Isumbras , in doubt and dread , From his feverish sleep awoke ; And started
up from his grassy bed Under the ancient oak . And he called the page who held
his spear , And , “ tell me , boy , ” quoth he , “ How long have I been slumbering ...
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So , one good turn deserves another , and receives it , no doubt , ” observed I ; “
and this same Toorkoman broker , or merchant , I presume , when not engaged in
these more peaceful callings , takes his turn as a robber , and chappows a ...
So , one good turn deserves another , and receives it , no doubt , ” observed I ; “
and this same Toorkoman broker , or merchant , I presume , when not engaged in
these more peaceful callings , takes his turn as a robber , and chappows a ...
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Several critics have fallen into the error of supposing this picture to represent the
Mary Magdalen to whom our Saviour re - appeared after death , on account of the
introduction of the vase ; but there seems little doubt that the painter intended ...
Several critics have fallen into the error of supposing this picture to represent the
Mary Magdalen to whom our Saviour re - appeared after death , on account of the
introduction of the vase ; but there seems little doubt that the painter intended ...
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Now , I will warrant she pretends to doubt her lover ' s fidelity , - well , how I
rejoice she is no friend of mine . Good Camille , see you charge Henri to bid
adieu to so ungracious a mistress without loss of time . ” “ That is the only mission
I would ...
Now , I will warrant she pretends to doubt her lover ' s fidelity , - well , how I
rejoice she is no friend of mine . Good Camille , see you charge Henri to bid
adieu to so ungracious a mistress without loss of time . ” “ That is the only mission
I would ...
Page 336
... examined . As his loyalty had not always been so apparent , it was a severe
trial to his feelings , both as a parent and a man of honour , to be assured ,
beyond all doubt , that at least one of his family was 336 MEMOIR OF SARAH
CURRAN .
... examined . As his loyalty had not always been so apparent , it was a severe
trial to his feelings , both as a parent and a man of honour , to be assured ,
beyond all doubt , that at least one of his family was 336 MEMOIR OF SARAH
CURRAN .
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Page 114 - She smiled on many just for fun — I knew that there was nothing in it ; I was the first, the only one Her heart had thought of for a minute ; I knew it, for she told me so, In phrase which was divinely moulded; She wrote a charming hand, and oh ! How sweetly all her notes were folded ! Our love was like most other loves — A little glow, a little shiver ; A rosebud and a pair of gloves, And
Page 115 - — upon the river ; Some jealousy of some one's heir, Some hopes of dying broken-hearted, A miniature, a lock of hair, The usual vows, — and then we parted. We parted ; months and years rolled by ; We met again four summers after : Our parting was all sob and sigh ; Our meeting was all mirth and laughter: For in my heart's most secret cell There had been many other lodgers ; And she was not the ball-room's Belle, But only — Mrs. Something Rogers...
Page 115 - Our love was like most other loves, — A little glow, a little shiver, A rosebud and a pair of gloves, And "Fly Not Yet," upon the river; Some jealousy of some one's heir, Some hopes of dying broken-hearted; A miniature, a lock of hair, The usual vows, — and then we parted.
Page 112 - Heaven, her dancing ! Dark was her hair, her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely tender; Her eyes were full of liquid light ; I never saw a waist so slender! Her every look, her every smile, Shot right and left a score of arrows ; I thought 't was Venus from her isle, And wondered where she'd left her sparrows.
Page 112 - Little. Through sunny May, through sultry June, I loved her with a love eternal ; I spoke her praises to the moon, I wrote them to the Sunday Journal.
Page 113 - She sketched ; the vale, the wood, the beach, Grew lovelier from her pencil's shading : She botanized; I envied each Young blossom in her boudoir fading : She warbled Handel ; it was grand ; She made the Catalani jealous : She touched the organ; I could stand For hours and hours to blow the bellows.
Page 113 - Whose colour was extremely hectic; Her grandmother for many a year Had fed the parish with her bounty; Her second cousin was a peer, And lord lieutenant of the county.
Page 111 - Heaven ! her dancing ! Dark was her hair ; her hand was white ; Her voice was exquisitely tender ; Her eyes were full of liquid light ; I never saw a waist so slender. Her every look, her every smile...
Page 111 - Were in my fowling-piece and filly; In short, while I was yet a boy, I fell in love with Laura Lilly. I saw her at the County Ball; There, when the sounds of flute and fiddle Gave signal sweet in that old hall Of hands across and...
Page 177 - My Highland lassie was a warm-hearted, charming young creature as ever blessed a man with generous love. After a pretty long tract of the most ardent reciprocal attachment, we met by appointment, on the second Sunday of May, in a sequestered spot by the Banks of Ayr, where we spent the day in taking a farewell, before she should embark for the West Highlands, to arrange matters among her friends for our projected change of life.
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| Title | The Literary souvenir; or, Cabinet of poetry and romance, ed. by A.A. Watts |
| Editor | Alaric Alexander Watts |
| Published | 1831 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 18 Oct 2006 |
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