Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, Volume 80James Fraser, 1869 |
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... lady , with an elderly gentleman at her heels , in uproarious frolic . The lady as she fled , with her head averted , came plump into Phelim's arms , who in his turn capsized the gold fish , and with his superincumbent burden fell ...
... lady , with an elderly gentleman at her heels , in uproarious frolic . The lady as she fled , with her head averted , came plump into Phelim's arms , who in his turn capsized the gold fish , and with his superincumbent burden fell ...
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... ladies on the eve of a party . I know little of the sensations of young ladies ; their confidences to me have been few , and such as they have been , I have found far from trustworthy . But although I had then reached the ripe age of ...
... ladies on the eve of a party . I know little of the sensations of young ladies ; their confidences to me have been few , and such as they have been , I have found far from trustworthy . But although I had then reached the ripe age of ...
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... Lady Dashwood and his daughters , saying that he had known my father in the Guards , and that he was very glad to see his son in his house . Lady Dashwood was a matronly good- looking dame , and two pretty girls completed the party ...
... Lady Dashwood and his daughters , saying that he had known my father in the Guards , and that he was very glad to see his son in his house . Lady Dashwood was a matronly good- looking dame , and two pretty girls completed the party ...
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... lady at the head of it , ' said my fair neighbour , with true feminine soli- citude . She We fell to talking the common- places of weather and scenery , and all those atmospheric themes with which the vacant or agitated mind seems in ...
... lady at the head of it , ' said my fair neighbour , with true feminine soli- citude . She We fell to talking the common- places of weather and scenery , and all those atmospheric themes with which the vacant or agitated mind seems in ...
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... Lady Dashwood had begun to vibrate , the covey rose with a flutter , and the ladies rustled to the drawing- room . We gathered together , as is the fashion of male birds , pushed up the bottles , and prepared to be happy after the ...
... Lady Dashwood had begun to vibrate , the covey rose with a flutter , and the ladies rustled to the drawing- room . We gathered together , as is the fashion of male birds , pushed up the bottles , and prepared to be happy after the ...
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Page 614 - THE sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits; — on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Page 613 - one and all,' and hand in hand, And who shall bid us nay ? " And when we come to London Wall, A pleasant sight to view, Come forth ! come forth, ye cowards all, Here's men as good as you ! " Trelawny he's in keep and hold, Trelawny he may die ; But here's twenty thousand Cornish bold, Will know the reason why !
Page 615 - Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night.
Page 582 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun ; Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world...
Page 612 - A GOOD sword and a trusty hand ! A merry heart and true ! King James's men shall understand What Cornish lads can do. And have they fixed the where and when? And shall Trelawny die? Here's twenty thousand Cornish men Will know the reason why...
Page 623 - So, let him wait God's instant men call years ; Meantime hold hard by truth and his great soul, Do out the duty ! Through such souls alone God stooping shows sufficient of His light For us i
Page 618 - Yet human at the red-ripe of the heart — "When the first summons from the darkling earth Reached thee amid thy chambers, blanched their blue, And bared them of the glory — to drop down, To toil for man, to suffer or to die...
Page 193 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be...
Page 614 - Yes, we arraign her ! but she, The weary Titan ! with deaf Ears, and labour-dimm'd eyes, Regarding neither to right Nor left, goes passively by, Staggering on to her goal ; Bearing on shoulders immense, Atlantean, the load, Well-nigh not to be borne, Of the too vast orb of her fate.
Page 624 - For the main criminal I have no hope Except in such a suddenness of fate. I stood at Naples once, a night so dark I could have scarce conjectured there was earth Anywhere, sky or sea or world at all : But the night's black was burst through by a blaze — Thunder struck blow on blow, earth groaned and bore, Through her whole length of mountain visible : There lay the city thick and plain with spires, And, like a ghost disshrouded, white the sea. So may the truth be flashed out by one blow, And Guido...