The Anglo-American Magazine, Volume 1Maclear., 1852 - Food |
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... true story of . The heroes of Chillianwallah The advent of peace .. 530 Tale of the old Spanish wars · 540 Telescope , the great . 475 572 573 1 51 129 130 160 532 535 551 Self Communings ... PRIGGINGS FROM PUNCH : 549 ... Page ...
... true story of . The heroes of Chillianwallah The advent of peace .. 530 Tale of the old Spanish wars · 540 Telescope , the great . 475 572 573 1 51 129 130 160 532 535 551 Self Communings ... PRIGGINGS FROM PUNCH : 549 ... Page ...
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... true American is an ardent admirer and lover of his country , and like the knight of old , is ready to break a lance with whoever doubts the peerless perfection of the object of his affection ; and he doubts the fidelity and ...
... true American is an ardent admirer and lover of his country , and like the knight of old , is ready to break a lance with whoever doubts the peerless perfection of the object of his affection ; and he doubts the fidelity and ...
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... true , admiration , though as guiltless of music as an been egging on the Session to get the matter influenzaed crow . He does not repine , how- brought before the Fifteen in Edinburgh , but ever , at his lot , though now and then over ...
... true , admiration , though as guiltless of music as an been egging on the Session to get the matter influenzaed crow . He does not repine , how- brought before the Fifteen in Edinburgh , but ever , at his lot , though now and then over ...
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... true metropolitan cut . I was , however , so weary with my long jouruey , that I did not obey the first summons of the servant , but snored away until about ten o'clock . " When I had breakfasted , and had been trimmed by the hair ...
... true metropolitan cut . I was , however , so weary with my long jouruey , that I did not obey the first summons of the servant , but snored away until about ten o'clock . " When I had breakfasted , and had been trimmed by the hair ...
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... true the sessions will commence next week , and I may get up to- morrow , but still I dare not venture beyond the line of my picquets . My father was captain in a militia regiment in his youth , and occasionally used military terms ...
... true the sessions will commence next week , and I may get up to- morrow , but still I dare not venture beyond the line of my picquets . My father was captain in a militia regiment in his youth , and occasionally used military terms ...
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Page 338 - The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread.
Page 25 - What is this world? what asketh men to have? Now with his love, now in his colde grave Allone, withouten any compaignye.
Page 338 - And the yellow sun-flower by the brook in autumn beauty stood, Till fell the frost from the clear, cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone from upland, glade and glen. And now, when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home!
Page 338 - And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home; When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.
Page 223 - It is said, the evil spirytes that ben in the region of th' ayre, double moche when they here the belles rongen : and this is the cause why the belles ringen whan it thondreth, and whan grete tempeste and to rages of wether happen, to the ende that the feinds and wycked spirytes should ben abashed and flee, and cease of the movynge of tempeste.
Page 338 - And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died, The fair meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side: In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the...
Page 224 - Those joyous hours are past away ; And many a heart, that then was gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears no more those evening bells. And so 'twill be when I am gone ; That tuneful peal will still ring on, While other bards shall walk these dells, And sing...
Page 390 - Do but look on her eyes, they do light All that Love's world compriseth! Do but look on her hair, it is bright As Love's star when it riseth! Do but mark, her...
Page 226 - I find his grace my very good lord indeed, and I believe he doth as singularly favour me, as any subject within this realm : howbeit, son Roper, I may tell thee, I have no cause to be proud thereof, for if my head would win him a castle in France (for then there was war between us), it should not fail to go.
Page 338 - In the cold, moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast the leaf, And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief: Yet not unmeet it was that one, like that young friend of ours, So gentle and so beautiful, should perish with the flowers.