Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 120William Blackwood, 1876 - England |
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... miss your attentions . He would begin to appreciate them - when he had lost them . " This stung , and Fanny turned white and red by turns . " I de- serve this , " said she , " for wasting advice on a coquet . " " That is not true ; I'm ...
... miss your attentions . He would begin to appreciate them - when he had lost them . " This stung , and Fanny turned white and red by turns . " I de- serve this , " said she , " for wasting advice on a coquet . " " That is not true ; I'm ...
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... Miss Vizard , " If know yourself . " you think you would , you don't 66 Zoe coloured high , and was silent . true English gentleman . Then Lord Uxmoor showed the " I do in a somewhat broken voice , " that hope , " said he , earnestly ...
... Miss Vizard , " If know yourself . " you think you would , you don't 66 Zoe coloured high , and was silent . true English gentleman . Then Lord Uxmoor showed the " I do in a somewhat broken voice , " that hope , " said he , earnestly ...
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... Miss Vizard . It is a little hard upon a fellow to have to run away from such an acquaintance , just when I have been so fortunate as to make it . " " Oh , Lord Uxmoor , " said Zoe , innocently , " never mind that . Why , we live in the ...
... Miss Vizard . It is a little hard upon a fellow to have to run away from such an acquaintance , just when I have been so fortunate as to make it . " " Oh , Lord Uxmoor , " said Zoe , innocently , " never mind that . Why , we live in the ...
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... Miss Vizard , Miss Vizard , Miss Dover , and Mr Severne started for a stroll . Miss Maitland suggested that Vizard should accompany them . " Couldn't think of deserting you , " said he , drily . The young ladies giggled , because these ...
... Miss Vizard , Miss Vizard , Miss Dover , and Mr Severne started for a stroll . Miss Maitland suggested that Vizard should accompany them . " Couldn't think of deserting you , " said he , drily . The young ladies giggled , because these ...
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... Miss Maitland , sharply . " Not far off - only by the river- side . " " And you left those two alone ! " " Now don't be cross , aunt , " cried Fanny , and limped up to her . " These new boots are so tight , I really couldn't bear them ...
... Miss Maitland , sharply . " Not far off - only by the river- side . " " And you left those two alone ! " " Now don't be cross , aunt , " cried Fanny , and limped up to her . " These new boots are so tight , I really couldn't bear them ...
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Page 316 - And his mercy is on them that fear him From generation to generation. He hath shewed strength with his arm ; He hath scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts. He hath put down the mighty from their seats, And exalted them of low degree. He hath filled the hungry with good things ; And the rich he hath sent empty away.
Page 726 - ... bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain. These pleasures, Melancholy, give; And I with thee will choose to live.
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Page 31 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.
Page 726 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom 80 Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth...
Page 726 - In letting fall the curtain of repose On bird and beast, the other charged for man With sweet oblivion of the cares of day...
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Page 26 - That no man is the lord of any thing, (Though in and of him there be much consisting,) Till he communicate his parts to others...
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