Boston Miscellany, Volume 2Bradbury, Soden & Company, 1842 - Fashion |
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... arm chairs for the king and queen , who were the only persons seated . At twelve o'clock , after receiving some other visits in a more private manner , their ma- jesties entered the hall , and placed them- selves in front of the chairs ...
... arm chairs for the king and queen , who were the only persons seated . At twelve o'clock , after receiving some other visits in a more private manner , their ma- jesties entered the hall , and placed them- selves in front of the chairs ...
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... , in the least , from the gravity that had doubtless been enjoined upon him , before he left home . When he reached the door where the procession passed out , his father took him up in his arms and kissed him . ARANJUEZ . 3.
... , in the least , from the gravity that had doubtless been enjoined upon him , before he left home . When he reached the door where the procession passed out , his father took him up in his arms and kissed him . ARANJUEZ . 3.
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took him up in his arms and kissed him . After these scions of nobility , might be seen some of the withered branches of the same stock , in the persons of the officers of the invalid corps , who totter and limp along , with their white ...
took him up in his arms and kissed him . After these scions of nobility , might be seen some of the withered branches of the same stock , in the persons of the officers of the invalid corps , who totter and limp along , with their white ...
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... arm for a stroll through the grounds , care- fully avoiding the frigid neighborhood of Mrs. Mimpson . " Of course I set ... arms . " But there was still ' Ossa on Pelion . ' The dinner of that day had a diplomatic aim . Miss Mimpson ...
... arm for a stroll through the grounds , care- fully avoiding the frigid neighborhood of Mrs. Mimpson . " Of course I set ... arms . " But there was still ' Ossa on Pelion . ' The dinner of that day had a diplomatic aim . Miss Mimpson ...
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... arms floated on the air Like swans upon a stream , So stately fair , beyond compare Their gracefulness did seem , - And I knew by the splendor of her hair That all must be a dream ; For round her limbs it went and came Hither and ...
... arms floated on the air Like swans upon a stream , So stately fair , beyond compare Their gracefulness did seem , - And I knew by the splendor of her hair That all must be a dream ; For round her limbs it went and came Hither and ...
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Page 152 - MILTON ! thou shouldst be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Page 103 - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall out-live this powerful rhyme ; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone, besmear'd with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the work of masonry, Nor Mars his sword, nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory. 'Gainst death and...
Page 195 - THERE is no God,' the foolish saith, — ' But none, ' There is no sorrow ; ' And nature oft, the cry of faith, In bitter need will borrow : Eyes, which the preacher could not school, By wayside graves are raised ; And lips say, ' God be pitiful,' Who ne'er said,
Page 45 - Is it a party in a parlour, Crammed just as they on earth were crammed, Some sipping punch — some sipping tea, But, as you by their faces see, All silent, and all damned ! Peter Bell, by W.
Page 105 - CAPTAIN or colonel, or knight in arms, Whose chance on these defenceless doors may seize, If deed of honour did thee ever please, Guard them, and him within protect from harms. He can requite thee, for he knows the charms That call fame on such gentle acts as these, And he can spread thy name o'er lands and seas, Whatever clime the sun's bright circle warms. Lift not thy spear against the Muses...
Page 283 - Theirs is yon House that holds the Parish Poor, Whose walls of mud scarce bear the broken door ; There, where the putrid vapours, flagging, play, And the dull wheel hums doleful through the day ; — There Children dwell who know no Parents' care ; Parents, who know no Children's love, dwell there!
Page 64 - Fountain heads, and pathless groves, Places which pale passion loves ! Moonlight walks, when all the fowls Are warmly housed, save bats and owls ! A midnight bell, a parting groan ! These are the sounds we feed upon ; Then stretch our bones in a still gloomy valley, Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy.
Page 152 - A TROUBLE, not of clouds, or weeping rain, Nor of the setting sun's pathetic light Engendered, hangs o'er Eildon's triple height : Spirits of Power, assembled there, complain For kindred Power departing from their sight ; While Tweed, best pleased in chanting a blithe strain, Saddens his voice again, and yet again. Lift up your hearts, ye Mourners ! for the might Of the whole world's good wishes with him goes ; Blessings and prayers, in nobler retinue Than sceptred king or laurelled conqueror knows...
Page 152 - France, tis strange, Hath brought forth no such souls as we had then. Perpetual emptiness! unceasing change! No single volume paramount, no code, No master spirit, no determined road; But equally a want of books and men!
Page 108 - And entering into the sepulchre, they saw a young man sitting on the right side, clothed in a long white garment; and they were affrighted.