The Portfolio of Entertaining & Instructive Varieties in History, Literature, Fine Arts, Etc. ..., Volume 4Duncombe., 1827 |
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... thoughts : he designed to have married you at the • age of nineteen to Miss W - t ; this thought and design he has never communicated to any person living . As a further proof , on Sunday night you will be drawn to church , by a cause ...
... thoughts : he designed to have married you at the • age of nineteen to Miss W - t ; this thought and design he has never communicated to any person living . As a further proof , on Sunday night you will be drawn to church , by a cause ...
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... thought of happier days , and of what he might have been , flashes across his mind , and penetrates his heart with a de- solate misery . If a man's income be no more than a hundred a - year , it would be much better to be content with ...
... thought of happier days , and of what he might have been , flashes across his mind , and penetrates his heart with a de- solate misery . If a man's income be no more than a hundred a - year , it would be much better to be content with ...
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... thought for a moment , and then , says he , Please your reverence , she's a king's daugh- ter . ' 6 ' If she was the daughter of fifty kings , ' said Father Fitzgibbon , I tell you , you can't marry her , she being a fish . ' • ' Please ...
... thought for a moment , and then , says he , Please your reverence , she's a king's daugh- ter . ' 6 ' If she was the daughter of fifty kings , ' said Father Fitzgibbon , I tell you , you can't marry her , she being a fish . ' • ' Please ...
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... thought over the happy days she had spent under the sea ; then she looked at her children , and thought on the love and affection of poor Dick , and how it would break his beart to lose her . But , ' says she , he won't lose me entirely ...
... thought over the happy days she had spent under the sea ; then she looked at her children , and thought on the love and affection of poor Dick , and how it would break his beart to lose her . But , ' says she , he won't lose me entirely ...
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... The request to which we allude was , that he should be buried at Malta ; but the Admiral has thought pro- per to preserve the body for an ho- nourable burial in England , Mr. Frederick Grey , one of the Midshipmen of the 14 THE PORTFOLIO .
... The request to which we allude was , that he should be buried at Malta ; but the Admiral has thought pro- per to preserve the body for an ho- nourable burial in England , Mr. Frederick Grey , one of the Midshipmen of the 14 THE PORTFOLIO .
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Page 380 - Annual for me, the grape, the rose renew The juice nectareous, and the balmy dew; For me, the mine a thousand treasures brings; For me, health gushes from a thousand springs; Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise; My foot-stool earth, my canopy the skies.
Page 43 - That very time I saw (but thou couldst not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Page 270 - And wait the approaching sign to strike, at once, Into the general choir. Even Mountains, Vales, And Forests seem, impatient, to demand The promised sweetness. Man superior walks Amid the glad Creation, musing praise, And looking lively gratitude. At last, The Clouds consign their treasures to the fields, And, softly shaking on the dimpled pool Prelusive drops, let all their moisture flow, In large effusion, o'er the freshened world.
Page 97 - Earth with age was wan, The skeletons of nations were Around that lonely man! Some had expired in fight — the brands Still rusted in their bony hands ; In plague and famine some ! Earth's cities had no sound nor tread ; And ships were drifting with the dead To shores where all was dumb! Yet, prophet-like, that lone one stood, With dauntless words and high...
Page 449 - Let me not burst in ignorance ! but tell, Why thy canonized bones, hearsed in death, Have burst their cerements ! why the sepulchre. Wherein we saw thee quietly in-urn'd. Hath oped his ponderous and marble jaws, To cast thee up again...
Page 184 - Some men are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
Page 43 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, — Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, — And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Page 172 - Except a man be born again, he cannot enter into the kingdom of God,
Page 103 - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Page 98 - I am weary in yon skies To watch thy fading fire; Test of all sumless agonies, Behold not me expire. My lips that speak thy dirge of death — Their rounded gasp and gurgling breath To see thou shall not boast. The eclipse of Nature spreads my pall — The majesty of darkness shall Receive my parting ghost!