New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Volume 94Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, William Harrison Ainsworth, Thomas Hood, William Ainsworth E. W. Allen, 1852 |
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... strange foot was heard ascending the stairs , and , in obedience to a " come in " that followed a slowly delivered tap - tap , the door opened , and the phlegmatic Mr. Corns appeared , with a green bag under his arm . " Your servant ...
... strange foot was heard ascending the stairs , and , in obedience to a " come in " that followed a slowly delivered tap - tap , the door opened , and the phlegmatic Mr. Corns appeared , with a green bag under his arm . " Your servant ...
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... strange , that in their large house they can't find me better quarters than these . " " Strange ! -ah ! vraiment - ridicule , trop ridicule ! By the beard of the Prophet ! my dear baron , there must be some monstrous misunder- standing ...
... strange , that in their large house they can't find me better quarters than these . " " Strange ! -ah ! vraiment - ridicule , trop ridicule ! By the beard of the Prophet ! my dear baron , there must be some monstrous misunder- standing ...
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... strange noises filled my ears , and the sole sense of consciousness which , I think , I possessed , was the dread , not so much of being drowned , as of being devoured by my infuriated antagonist . Nor was this fear an unfounded one ...
... strange noises filled my ears , and the sole sense of consciousness which , I think , I possessed , was the dread , not so much of being drowned , as of being devoured by my infuriated antagonist . Nor was this fear an unfounded one ...
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... strange people . It was , he says , after he arrived at Bayrut , on his second trip , that he began to think of making a point of exploring the country of the Ansayrii more thoroughly than had been yet done . I looked at the map , ' he ...
... strange people . It was , he says , after he arrived at Bayrut , on his second trip , that he began to think of making a point of exploring the country of the Ansayrii more thoroughly than had been yet done . I looked at the map , ' he ...
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... strange and singular character ; for it is their prin- ciples to adhere to no certain religion , but , chameleon - like , they put on the colour of religion , whatever it be , which is reflected upon them from the persons with whom they ...
... strange and singular character ; for it is their prin- ciples to adhere to no certain religion , but , chameleon - like , they put on the colour of religion , whatever it be , which is reflected upon them from the persons with whom they ...
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Page 215 - Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there, The fix'd yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill/ changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy...
Page 215 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers...
Page 161 - It was the first thing in the morning and the last thing at night, till I confess it began to be something of a bore to me.
Page 283 - mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding like a bee, — Both were mine! Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy When I was young! When I was young? — Ah, woful When! Ah, for the change 'twixt Now and Then!
Page 373 - Par ma foi, il ya plus de quarante ans que je dis de la prose, sans que j'en susse rien; et je vous suis le plus obligé du monde de m'avoir appris cela.
Page 204 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Page 286 - Besides, it was talk not flowing any-whither like a river, but spreading every-whither 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.
Page 13 - On this question of principle, while actual suffering was yet afar off, they raised their flag against a power, to which, for purposes of foreign conquest and subjugation, Rome, in the height of her glory, is not to be compared ; a power which has dotted over the surface of the whole globe with her possessions and military posts, whose morning drum-beat, following the sun, and keeping company with the hours, circles the earth with one continuous and unbroken strain of the martial airs of England.
Page 358 - Nor will men persist in confounding, any more than God confounds, with genuine infidelity and an atheism of the heart those passionate impatient struggles of a boy towards distant truth and love, made in the dark, and ended by one sweep of the natural seas before the full moral sunrise could shine out on him.
Page 410 - I SEE the wealthy miller yet, His double chin, his portly size, And who that knew him could forget The busy wrinkles round his eyes ? The slow wise smile that, round about His dusty forehead drily curl'd, Seem'd half- within and half- without, And full of dealings with the world...