The Every-day Book: Or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports, Pastime, Ceremonies, Manners, Customs, and Events, Incident to Each of the Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days, in Past and Present Times...Hunt and Clarke, 1827 |
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... dancing an untaught mea- sure in your eyes ! Come , and help me to speak the praises of new - year's day ! - your day - one of the three which have , of late , become yours almost exclusively , and which have bettered you , and have ...
... dancing an untaught mea- sure in your eyes ! Come , and help me to speak the praises of new - year's day ! - your day - one of the three which have , of late , become yours almost exclusively , and which have bettered you , and have ...
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... dance ; And gone is our collar of brawn , And gone is the mermaid to France . The scythe and the hour glass oftime , Those fatal mementos of woe , Seem to utter in accents sublime , " We are all of us going to go ! " We are truly and ...
... dance ; And gone is our collar of brawn , And gone is the mermaid to France . The scythe and the hour glass oftime , Those fatal mementos of woe , Seem to utter in accents sublime , " We are all of us going to go ! " We are truly and ...
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... dance , And - thus is Twelfth - night spent in France . TWELFTH - DAY . It is only in certain rural parts of France that the merriments represented above still prevail . The engraving is from an old print , " I. Marriette ex ...
... dance , And - thus is Twelfth - night spent in France . TWELFTH - DAY . It is only in certain rural parts of France that the merriments represented above still prevail . The engraving is from an old print , " I. Marriette ex ...
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... dance or after hold your peace ; " and then he ate . sing , but they make good cheer- ' eat , But the doctor had overheard the procla drink , and are merry . No people are mation , and said nothing till the next fonder of field - sports ...
... dance or after hold your peace ; " and then he ate . sing , but they make good cheer- ' eat , But the doctor had overheard the procla drink , and are merry . No people are mation , and said nothing till the next fonder of field - sports ...
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... dance in the evening , for the lasses . Fresh visitors keep dropping in ; and almost all who can make any excuse of acquaintance are acknowledged , and are hospitably enter- tained , according to the means of their village friends . As ...
... dance in the evening , for the lasses . Fresh visitors keep dropping in ; and almost all who can make any excuse of acquaintance are acknowledged , and are hospitably enter- tained , according to the means of their village friends . As ...
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Autres éditions - Tout afficher
The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., Volume 2 William Hone Affichage du livre entier - 1830 |
The Every-day Book: Or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports ... William Hone Affichage du livre entier - 1827 |
The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., Volume 2 William Hone Affichage du livre entier - 1830 |
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Page 251 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Page 253 - Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf.
Page 561 - Doth every beast keep holiday; — Thou Child of Joy Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd-boy!
Page 251 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...
Page 251 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Page 1203 - LORD of all power and might, who art the author and giver of all good things ; Graft in our hearts the love of thy Name, increase in us true religion, nourish us with all goodness, and of thy great mercy keep us in the same ; through Jesus Christ our Lord.
Page 599 - Poor moralist ! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glittering female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display : On hasty wings thy youth is flown ; Thy sun is set, thy spring is gone — We frolic, while 'tis May.
Page 877 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Page 599 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
Page 253 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.