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... eyes and pointed nose and chin . Her dress is always the same as to fashion . She wears a small , well - starched ruff , a laced stomacher , full petticoats , and a gown festooned and open in front , which , on particular occasions , is ...
... eyes and pointed nose and chin . Her dress is always the same as to fashion . She wears a small , well - starched ruff , a laced stomacher , full petticoats , and a gown festooned and open in front , which , on particular occasions , is ...
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... eyes cast down , a soft blush on her cheek , and a quiet smile on her lips , while in the hand that hung negli- gently by her side was a bunch of flowers . In this way they were sauntering slowly along ; and when I considered them , and ...
... eyes cast down , a soft blush on her cheek , and a quiet smile on her lips , while in the hand that hung negli- gently by her side was a bunch of flowers . In this way they were sauntering slowly along ; and when I considered them , and ...
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Washington Irving. FAMILY RELICS . My Infelice's face , her brow , her eye , The dimple on her cheek and such sweet ... eyes , Of all the music set upon her tongue , Of all that was past woman's excellence In her white bosom ; look , a ...
Washington Irving. FAMILY RELICS . My Infelice's face , her brow , her eye , The dimple on her cheek and such sweet ... eyes , Of all the music set upon her tongue , Of all that was past woman's excellence In her white bosom ; look , a ...
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... eyes , as if she could not turn her head . In another we find her in the freshness of youthful beauty , when she was a celebrated belle , and so hard - hearted as to cause several unfortunate gentlemen to run desperate and write bad ...
... eyes , as if she could not turn her head . In another we find her in the freshness of youthful beauty , when she was a celebrated belle , and so hard - hearted as to cause several unfortunate gentlemen to run desperate and write bad ...
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... eyes of rival admirers ! How must melody , and song , and tender serenade , have breathed about these courts , and their echoes whispered to the loitering tread of lovers ! How must these very turrets have made the hearts of the young ...
... eyes of rival admirers ! How must melody , and song , and tender serenade , have breathed about these courts , and their echoes whispered to the loitering tread of lovers ! How must these very turrets have made the hearts of the young ...
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Page 39 - Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Page 247 - UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE' UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat; Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i...
Page 334 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn, That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength ; And, crop-full, out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Page 353 - The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree, Sing all a green willow; Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee, Sing willow, willow, willow...
Page 297 - The sodger from the wars returns, The sailor frae the main ; But I hae parted frae my love, Never to meet again, My dear ; Never to meet again. W'hen day is gane, and night is come, And a...
Page 76 - I had not made many turns about the travellers'-room, when there was another ringing. Shortly afterwards there was a stir and an inquest about the house. The stout gentleman wanted the Times or the Chronicle newspaper. I set him down, therefore, for a whig; or rather, from his being so absolute and lordly where he had a chance, I suspected him of being a radical. Hunt, I had heard, was a large man; "who knows," thought I, "but it is Hunt himself!
Page 77 - I had remarked for having a ruddy, good-humored face, went down stairs in a violent flurry. The stout gentleman had been rude to her ! This sent a whole host of my deductions to the deuce in a moment. This unknown personage could not be an old gentleman ; for old gentlemen are not apt to be so obstreperous to chamber-maids.
Page 71 - I was still feverish, and was obliged to keep within doors all day, in an inn of the small town of Derby. A wet Sunday in a country inn ! — whoever has had the luck to experience one can alone judge of my situation.
Page 233 - SONG. Go, lovely Rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows When I resemble her to thee How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That had'st thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her...
Page 78 - I heard her voice in high windy clamor for a moment or two. Then it gradually subsided, like a gust of wind in a garret ; then there was a laugh ; then I heard nothing more. After a little while my landlady came out with an odd smile on her face, adjusting her cap, which was a little on one side. As she went down stairs I heard the landlord ask her what was the matter ; she said, " Nothing at all, only the girl's a fool.