The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Volumes 36-37Joseph Rogerson - Fashion |
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... speak . I took up the letter , and saw my father was dead . A sudden fit of apoplexy had removed him from the world . I had never been much loved or regarded at home , yet this loss struck heavily to my heart . Nature was strong in me ...
... speak . I took up the letter , and saw my father was dead . A sudden fit of apoplexy had removed him from the world . I had never been much loved or regarded at home , yet this loss struck heavily to my heart . Nature was strong in me ...
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... speak ; whilst the other young fellows drew together in a group by the counter . " Did you not hear that I told you to stand out of the way ? " cried my cousin . Ole still leaned against the door - post as before , and replied " There ...
... speak ; whilst the other young fellows drew together in a group by the counter . " Did you not hear that I told you to stand out of the way ? " cried my cousin . Ole still leaned against the door - post as before , and replied " There ...
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... speak . Mrs. Darlington knew comparatively nothing of the world beyond her own social circle . She was , perhaps , as little calculated for doing what she proposed to do as a woman could well be . She had no habits of economy , and had ...
... speak . Mrs. Darlington knew comparatively nothing of the world beyond her own social circle . She was , perhaps , as little calculated for doing what she proposed to do as a woman could well be . She had no habits of economy , and had ...
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... speak with Mrs. Darlington . It was late in the afternoon of the day on which the Scraggs had made their appearance ... speaking in a firm voice , “ I find that my wife has been grossly insulted by a fellow whose family you have taken ...
... speak with Mrs. Darlington . It was late in the afternoon of the day on which the Scraggs had made their appearance ... speaking in a firm voice , “ I find that my wife has been grossly insulted by a fellow whose family you have taken ...
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... speak for some moments . Acquiring self - possession at length , she said , in a low , sad voice- ton . " My heart is almost broken , Mrs. Darling- I feel crushed to the very ground . How shall I speak of what I am suffering ? " Her ...
... speak for some moments . Acquiring self - possession at length , she said , in a low , sad voice- ton . " My heart is almost broken , Mrs. Darling- I feel crushed to the very ground . How shall I speak of what I am suffering ? " Her ...
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Page 82 - And blesses her with his two happy hands, How the red roses flush up in her cheeks, And the pure snow with goodly vermeil stain, Like crimson dyed in grain...
Page 110 - The night was winter in his roughest mood ; The morning sharp and clear. But now at noon Upon the southern side of the slant hills, And where the woods fence off the northern blast, The season smiles, resigning all its rage, And has the warmth of May. The vault is blue Without a cloud, and white without a speck The dazzling splendour of the scene below.
Page 8 - Yearning for the large excitement that the coming years would yield. Eager-hearted as a boy when first he leaves his father's field, And at night along the dusky highway, near and nearer drawn, Sees in heaven the light of London flaring like a dreary dawn; And his spirit leaps within him to be gone before him then, Underneath the light he looks at.
Page 249 - Better to hunt in fields for health unbought Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught. The wise for cure on exercise depend : God never made his work for man to mend.
Page 214 - He was thought to hold — he alone in England — the key of German and other Transcendentalisms ; knew the sublime secret of believing by the 'reason' what the ' understanding ' had been obliged to fling out as incredible...
Page 44 - If a man be gracious and courteous to strangers, it shows he is a citizen of the world, and that his heart is no island cut off from other lands, but a continent that joins to them...
Page 50 - The day is done; and slowly from the scene The stooping sun upgathers his spent shafts, And puts them back into his golden quiver!
Page 215 - Besides, it was talk not flowing anywhither like a river, but spreading everywhither 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. So that, most times, you felt logically lost ; swamped near to drowning in this tide of ingenious vocables, spreading out boundless as if to submerge the world.
Page 215 - He began anywhere; you put some question to him, made some suggestive observation. Instead of answering this, or decidedly setting out towards answer of it, he would accumulate formidable apparatus, logical swim-bladders, transcendental life-preservers, and other precautionary and vehiculatory gear, for setting out...
Page 82 - Rigby was seated by her kitchen hearth in the twilight of this eventful day, and had just shaken the ashes out of a new pipe, when she heard a hurried tramp along the road. Yet it did not seem so much the tramp of human footsteps as the clatter of sticks or the rattling of dry bones.