Belle Assemblée: Or, Court and Fashionable Magazine; Containing Interesting and Original Literature, and Records of the Beau-mondeJ. Bell, 1826 - Women |
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... passed , is peculiarly well suited to the turn of her mind and to the nature of her powers . Her mind is full of his- tory - richly imbued with the high feelings of ancient Spanish romance . Her subject is , but her poem is not , in the ...
... passed , is peculiarly well suited to the turn of her mind and to the nature of her powers . Her mind is full of his- tory - richly imbued with the high feelings of ancient Spanish romance . Her subject is , but her poem is not , in the ...
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... passing vapour ; while the their sleep , prepared to move off - the holy || only sounds that broke upon the hushed brethren to their last nocturnal chaunt , || stillness of the hour were the distant and young Edward de Lancaster to ...
... passing vapour ; while the their sleep , prepared to move off - the holy || only sounds that broke upon the hushed brethren to their last nocturnal chaunt , || stillness of the hour were the distant and young Edward de Lancaster to ...
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... passed him with a basket in her hand ; and , looking on him archly as she brushed swiftly beside him , whispered in his ear- " You saw the astrologer last night ; I was with you - I shall be with you when you visit him again - but you ...
... passed him with a basket in her hand ; and , looking on him archly as she brushed swiftly beside him , whispered in his ear- " You saw the astrologer last night ; I was with you - I shall be with you when you visit him again - but you ...
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... passed over her aged face as she pointed to a pale girl , who sat in sadness and silence apart from all the rest . Alas ! alas ! I had never till then looked upon such a bride . But beautiful , very beautiful , was Mary Lee ; and her ...
... passed over her aged face as she pointed to a pale girl , who sat in sadness and silence apart from all the rest . Alas ! alas ! I had never till then looked upon such a bride . But beautiful , very beautiful , was Mary Lee ; and her ...
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... passing over his brow when he spoke of her . I longed to ask about her , but felt fearful of intrud- ing . He is a charming old man — I hope he will often visit us . A little while ago I heard the sound of the bagpipe , and I looked ...
... passing over his brow when he spoke of her . I longed to ask about her , but felt fearful of intrud- ing . He is a charming old man — I hope he will often visit us . A little while ago I heard the sound of the bagpipe , and I looked ...
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Page 159 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Page 85 - The Spanish fleet thou canst not see — because — It is not yet in sight !
Page 255 - And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep ; A shade that follows wealth or fame, And leaves the wretch to weep...
Page 117 - Who hath sent out the wild ass free? or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass? Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings. He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver. The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.
Page 173 - He was the finest mule we had, and, on that account, had twice as much to carry as any of the others. With his nose to the ground, literally smelling his way, he walked gently on, often changing the position of his feet, if he found the ground would not bear, until he came to the bad part of the Pass, when he stopped ; but the peons threw stones at him, and he continued his path in safety, and several others followed.
Page 266 - Not there, not there, my child!" " Is it far away, in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold ? — Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand ? — Is it there, sweet mother! that better land?" — " Not there, not there, my child ! " Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy!
Page 302 - Its weleome music shed, And find within his lonely halls The silence of the dead ; To look, unconsciously, for her, The chosen and the chief Of earthly joys — and look in vain — THIS is a Father's grief. To stand beside the sufferer's couch, While life is ebbing fast ; To mark that once...
Page 173 - At last a young mule, carrying a portmanteau, with two large sacks of provisions, and many other things, in passing the bad point, struck his load against the rock, which knocked his two...
Page 266 - Mother, oh ! where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it, and weep no more ? Is it where the flower of the orange blows, And the fire-flies dance through the myrtle boughs? Not there, not there, my child.
Page 173 - The drove of mules now came in sight, one following another: a few were carrying no burdens, but the rest were either mounted or heavily laden. As soon as the leading mule came to the commencement of the Pass, he stopped, evidently unwilling to proceed, and of course all the rest stopped also. " He was the finest mule we had, and, on that account, had twice as much to carry as any of the others. With his nose to the ground, literally smelling his way, he walked gently on, often changing the position...