The Atlantic Club-book: Being Sketches in Prose and Verse, Volume 2Harper and brothers, 1834 - American literature |
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... mind . We were yet in the midst of the town , and were threading our way through the crowd in one of the principal squares , when a woman — and a pretty old one too , as well as one 20 CHARLES MAITLAND , OR THE MESS - CHEST .
... mind . We were yet in the midst of the town , and were threading our way through the crowd in one of the principal squares , when a woman — and a pretty old one too , as well as one 20 CHARLES MAITLAND , OR THE MESS - CHEST .
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... mind alto- gether , had not subsequent events , which I could not but consider in some way connected with it , kept it continually in my thoughts . On reaching the first convenient place , Charles paused to peruse the billet . Its ...
... mind alto- gether , had not subsequent events , which I could not but consider in some way connected with it , kept it continually in my thoughts . On reaching the first convenient place , Charles paused to peruse the billet . Its ...
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... mind , that woman was at the bottom of it . I turned with a slow step towards the quay , and hummed , as I descended ... minds of the mess generally , who did not know Charles so thoroughly as I , and CHARLES MAITLAND , OR THE MESS ...
... mind , that woman was at the bottom of it . I turned with a slow step towards the quay , and hummed , as I descended ... minds of the mess generally , who did not know Charles so thoroughly as I , and CHARLES MAITLAND , OR THE MESS ...
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... mind reverted from this Spanish paramour to the contemplation of the delicate and tender beauties of the fair - cheeked and blue - eyed wife , who , far away , was anxiously counting the hours that should restore her husband to her arms ...
... mind reverted from this Spanish paramour to the contemplation of the delicate and tender beauties of the fair - cheeked and blue - eyed wife , who , far away , was anxiously counting the hours that should restore her husband to her arms ...
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... mind , accompanied him ; and I was half disposed to turn away from him in anger , when he paused at the gangway to say a parting word to me . " You will breakfast with Matilda and me to - morrow mor- ning ? ” said he , and a faint smile ...
... mind , accompanied him ; and I was half disposed to turn away from him in anger , when he paused at the gangway to say a parting word to me . " You will breakfast with Matilda and me to - morrow mor- ning ? ” said he , and a faint smile ...
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Page 229 - COME, gentle Spring, ethereal mildness, come ; And from the bosom of yon dropping cloud, "While music wakes around, veil'd in a shower Of shadowing roses, on our plains descend.
Page 96 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but nature more...
Page 233 - I've paced much this weary, mortal round, And sage experience bids me this declare: — If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
Page 249 - Thou hast a few names even in Sardis which have not defiled their garments; and they shall walk with me in white: for they are worthy.
Page 196 - Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of nature improve, When we see them reflected from looks that we love.
Page 244 - THERE is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, — They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground.
Page 66 - Who hung with woods yon mountain's sultry brow ? From the dry rock who bade the waters flow ? Not to the skies in useless columns tost, Or in proud falls magnificently lost, But clear and artless, pouring through the plain, Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows ? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who taught that Heaven-directed spire to rise ? " The Man of Ross,
Page 238 - THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day.
Page 221 - This darling flower, this early child of spring, " that comes before the swallow dares, and takes the winds of March with beauty,
Page 61 - The young who labour, and the old who rest. Is any sick ? the Man of Ross relieves, Prescribes, attends, the medicine makes and gives.