Friendly contributions, for the benefit of three infant schools, in the parish of Kensington [ed. by lady M. Fox, Volume 1 |
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... Close in the covert of the leaves there stood A nightingale , come from the neighbouring wood , ( The sweet inhabitant of each glad tree ; Their muse , their syren , harmless syren , she ; ) There stood she list'ning , and did entertain ...
... Close in the covert of the leaves there stood A nightingale , come from the neighbouring wood , ( The sweet inhabitant of each glad tree ; Their muse , their syren , harmless syren , she ; ) There stood she list'ning , and did entertain ...
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... close in , the blazing fire began to lose its spright- liness , and look red and dull , in spite of my pertinacious poking ; the round table , with its well - folded table - cloth and three covers , looked wearisomely neat and expectant ...
... close in , the blazing fire began to lose its spright- liness , and look red and dull , in spite of my pertinacious poking ; the round table , with its well - folded table - cloth and three covers , looked wearisomely neat and expectant ...
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... close room was scantily fur- nished , and looked as if it had never been swept since the first entrance of its late pos- The fire - place was choked up with ashes , torn papers , and pieces of orange - peel ; and the same litter ...
... close room was scantily fur- nished , and looked as if it had never been swept since the first entrance of its late pos- The fire - place was choked up with ashes , torn papers , and pieces of orange - peel ; and the same litter ...
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... close in the valley , we returned to the upper world , and accidentally found ourselves eye - witnesses of a sad and striking scene . Not far from the road , a farm - house , with its adjacent buildings , was still smoking : the flames ...
... close in the valley , we returned to the upper world , and accidentally found ourselves eye - witnesses of a sad and striking scene . Not far from the road , a farm - house , with its adjacent buildings , was still smoking : the flames ...
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... , till the grave should close over his earthly clay ; and we were told that the shrouded form we saw among the mourners was that of the young widow herself . Oh ! how my heart bled for her ! To MARGARET'S JOURNAL . 53.
... , till the grave should close over his earthly clay ; and we were told that the shrouded form we saw among the mourners was that of the young widow herself . Oh ! how my heart bled for her ! To MARGARET'S JOURNAL . 53.
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Page 6 - On the waved back of every swelling strain, Rising and falling in a pompous train; • And while she thus discharges a shrill peal Of flashing airs, she qualifies their zeal...
Page 8 - In th' empyreum of pure harmony. At length (after so long, so loud a strife Of all the strings, still breathing the best life Of blest variety, attending on His fingers...
Page 8 - With flash of high-born fancies, here and there Dancing in lofty measures, and anon Creeps on the soft touch of a tender tone, Whose trembling murmurs, melting in wild airs, Run to and fro, complaining his sweet cares...
Page 3 - His nimble hands' instinct then taught each string A cap'ring cheerfulness, and made them sing To their own dance ; now negligently rash He throws his arm, and with a long-drawn dash Blends all together ; then distinctly trips From this to that, then quick returning skips And snatches this again, and pauses there. She measures every measure, everywhere Meets art with art ; sometimes, as if in doubt, Not perfect yet, and fearing to be out, Trails her plain ditty in one...
Page 8 - At length (after so long, so loud a strife Of all the strings, still breathing the best life Of blest variety, attending on His fingers' fairest revolution, In many a sweet rise, many as sweet a fall) A full-mouth'd diapason swallows all.
Page 2 - Now westward Sol had spent the richest beams Of noon's high glory, when hard by the streams Of Tiber, on the scene of a green plat, Under protection of an oak, there sat I.
Page 5 - Mars to th' harvest of death's field, and woo Men's hearts into their hands : this lesson too She gives them back : her supple breast thrills out Sharp airs, and staggers in a warbling doubt Of dallying sweetness, hovers o'er her skill, And folds in...
Page 4 - The high-perch'd treble chirps at this, and chides, Until his finger (Moderator) hides And closes the sweet quarrel, rousing all, Hoarse, shrill at once; as when the trumpets call Hot Mars to th...
Page 2 - A sweet lute's-master ; in whose gentle airs He lost the day's heat, and his own hot cares. Close in the covert of the leaves there stood A nightingale, come from the neighbouring wood (The sweet inhabitant of each glad tree...
Page 4 - Blends all together ; then distinctly trips From this to that, then quick returning skips And snatches this again, and pauses there. She measures every measure, everywhere Meets art with art ; sometimes, as if in doubt, Not perfect yet, and fearing to be out, Trails her plain ditty in one long-spun note, Through the sleek passage of her open throat, A clear unwrinkled song...