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Pagina vi
... friend of our family , Edward Hudson , the nephew of an eminent dentist of that name , who played with much taste and feeling on the flute , and , unluckily for himself , was but too deeply warmed with the patriotic ardour then kindling ...
... friend of our family , Edward Hudson , the nephew of an eminent dentist of that name , who played with much taste and feeling on the flute , and , unluckily for himself , was but too deeply warmed with the patriotic ardour then kindling ...
Pagina vi
... friend of our family , Edward Hudson , the nephew of an eminent dentist of that name , who played with much taste and feeling on the flute , and , unluckily for himself , was but too deeply warmed with the patriotic ardour then kindling ...
... friend of our family , Edward Hudson , the nephew of an eminent dentist of that name , who played with much taste and feeling on the flute , and , unluckily for himself , was but too deeply warmed with the patriotic ardour then kindling ...
Pagina xv
... friend of mine , ******* , whose appearance among the suspected and examined as much surprised as it deeply and painfully interested me . He and Emmet had long been intimate and attached friends ; their congenial fondness for ...
... friend of mine , ******* , whose appearance among the suspected and examined as much surprised as it deeply and painfully interested me . He and Emmet had long been intimate and attached friends ; their congenial fondness for ...
Pagina xvi
... friends whom I had long regarded with admiration as well as affection ; and what was still worse than even their danger , a danger ennobled , I thought , by the cause in which they suffered , -was the shameful spectacle exhibited by ...
... friends whom I had long regarded with admiration as well as affection ; and what was still worse than even their danger , a danger ennobled , I thought , by the cause in which they suffered , -was the shameful spectacle exhibited by ...
Pagina xix
... friends and companions flocked to congratulate me - not so much , I was inclined to hope , on my acquittal by the ... friend of our family . After stating with tolerable correctness one or two of my answers , the writer thus proceeds ...
... friends and companions flocked to congratulate me - not so much , I was inclined to hope , on my acquittal by the ... friend of our family . After stating with tolerable correctness one or two of my answers , the writer thus proceeds ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 55 - Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer, Though the herd have fled from thee, thy home is still here; Here still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And a heart and a hand all thy own to the last.
Pagina 4 - Oh ! blest are the lovers and friends who shall live The days of thy glory to see ; But the next dearest blessing that Heaven can give Is the pride of thus dying for thee ! THE HARP THAT ONCE THROUGH TARA'S HALLS.
Pagina 42 - Tis never too late for delight, my dear, And the best of all ways To lengthen our days, Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear!
Pagina 63 - Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious, and free, First flower of the earth, and first gem of the sea, I might hail thee with prouder, with happier brow, But oh ! could I love thee more deeply than now?
Pagina 28 - OH ! the days are gone, when Beauty bright My heart's chain wove ; When my dream of life, from morn till night, Was love, still love. New hope may bloom, And days may come, Of milder, calmer beam, But there 's nothing half so sweet in life, As love's young dream : No, there 's nothing half so sweet in life, As love's young dream.
Pagina 59 - ... country ! farewell to thy numbers, This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall twine ! Go, sleep with the sunshine of Fame on thy slumbers, Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine ; If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; I was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I wak'd was thy own.
Pagina 26 - WHEN through life unblest we rove, Losing all that made life dear, Should some notes we used to love, In days of boyhood, meet our ear. Oh ! how welcome breathes the strain ! Wakening thoughts that long have slept ! Kindling former smiles again In faded eyes that long have wept.
Pagina 18 - No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close ; As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose.
Pagina 42 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! To pine on the stem ; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them; Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Pagina 34 - She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.