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Pagina iv
... thought unfavour- ably of the editors in consequence of a supposed transfer of the establishment , so soon after having solicited publick patronage upon their individual responsibility . CONTENTS OF VOLUME I. NUMBER I HARRIOTT'S ...
... thought unfavour- ably of the editors in consequence of a supposed transfer of the establishment , so soon after having solicited publick patronage upon their individual responsibility . CONTENTS OF VOLUME I. NUMBER I HARRIOTT'S ...
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... thought they had a fair title to such coals . When found with a boat ready to sink with their plunder , and made to account before a magistrate how they came by it , they conceived them- selves to be the injured party . Custom was their ...
... thought they had a fair title to such coals . When found with a boat ready to sink with their plunder , and made to account before a magistrate how they came by it , they conceived them- selves to be the injured party . Custom was their ...
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... thought , to the Moor- men , saying , " Bus , bus , ge ; " which signifies " Enough , enough , you . " But George did not understand the Moorish tongue ; and , being doubtful whether it was plain English , he continued pouring ; but ...
... thought , to the Moor- men , saying , " Bus , bus , ge ; " which signifies " Enough , enough , you . " But George did not understand the Moorish tongue ; and , being doubtful whether it was plain English , he continued pouring ; but ...
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... thought a form of wax , Wrought to the very life , was there ; So still she was , so pale , so fair . " p . 100 . " Twice she essayed , and twice , in vain : Her accents might no utterance gain ; Nought but imperfect murmurs slip From ...
... thought a form of wax , Wrought to the very life , was there ; So still she was , so pale , so fair . " p . 100 . " Twice she essayed , and twice , in vain : Her accents might no utterance gain ; Nought but imperfect murmurs slip From ...
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... 'er be heard again ! - Yet my last thought is England's : -fly . To Dacre bear my signet - ring ; Tell him his squadrons up to bring s Fitz - Eustace , to Lord Surrey hie : Tunstall lies dead upon the field ; His life - se SELECT REVIEWS .
... 'er be heard again ! - Yet my last thought is England's : -fly . To Dacre bear my signet - ring ; Tell him his squadrons up to bring s Fitz - Eustace , to Lord Surrey hie : Tunstall lies dead upon the field ; His life - se SELECT REVIEWS .
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Populaire passages
Pagina 36 - O woman! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou! — Scarce were the piteous accents said, When, with the Baron's casque, the maid To the nigh streamlet ran; Forgot were hatred, wrongs, and fears; The plaintive voice alone she hears, Sees but the dying man.
Pagina 71 - Doon, How can ye blume sae fair ! How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae fu' o' care. Thou'll break my heart, thou bonie bird, That sings upon the bough ; Thou minds me o' the happy days, When my fause luve was true.
Pagina 196 - THAT those lips had language! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine, — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, "Grieve not, my child; chase all thy fears away!
Pagina 32 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide ; And now am I come, with this lost love of mine To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland, more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar...
Pagina 322 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Pagina 32 - Eske river where ford there was none ; But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late ; For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Pagina 35 - Is Wilton there ?" — With that, straight up the hill there rode Two horsemen drenched with gore, And in their arms, a helpless load, A wounded knight they bore.
Pagina 37 - The war, that for a space did fail, Now trebly thundering swelled the gale, And— STANLEY ! was the cry. A light on Marmion's visage spread, And fired his glazing eye ; With dying hand, above his head He shook the fragment of his blade, And shouted ' ' Victory l— Charge, Chester, charge ! on, Stanley, on ! ' Were the last words of Marmion.
Pagina 35 - The border slogan rent the sky ! A Home ! a Gordon ! was the cry : Loud were the clanging blows ; Advanced, — forced back, — now low, now high, The pennon sunk and rose ; As bends the bark's mast in the gale, When rent are rigging, shrouds, and sail, It wavered 'mid the foes.
Pagina 205 - I write unto you, fathers, because ye have known him that is from the beginning. I write unto you, young men, because ye have overcome the wicked one.