The New Whig GuideW. Wright, 1819 - 240 Seiten |
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... Hear , Hear ! " " And the judges pronounced - not a voice saying no- That weak as they were , they had not run so low In temper , in manners , in candour and birth , To bow to this blustering 66 son of the earth ; " ‡ A bug - bear ...
... Hear , Hear ! " " And the judges pronounced - not a voice saying no- That weak as they were , they had not run so low In temper , in manners , in candour and birth , To bow to this blustering 66 son of the earth ; " ‡ A bug - bear ...
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... Hear , Hear during his declamation ; and Friend Martin whispered me , that the jackanapes , ' as merrily he 6 6 called him , did his own party more harm than good . ' There is also a Mr. I. Grant , † a swaggering man , but in my mind a ...
... Hear , Hear during his declamation ; and Friend Martin whispered me , that the jackanapes , ' as merrily he 6 6 called him , did his own party more harm than good . ' There is also a Mr. I. Grant , † a swaggering man , but in my mind a ...
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... hear the man address me in a very sober manner , to the following effect : " Beware , Doctor , that it fare not with you as with your predecessor , the famous HIPPOCRATES , whom the mistaken citizens of Athens sent for , in this very ...
... hear the man address me in a very sober manner , to the following effect : " Beware , Doctor , that it fare not with you as with your predecessor , the famous HIPPOCRATES , whom the mistaken citizens of Athens sent for , in this very ...
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... hear he has still a great deal to do . " Mr. HORNER , who is a lawyer and reviewer , might be very useful as Chief of the Commission for securing the Liberty of the Press . No man understands better the art of indulging himself in that ...
... hear he has still a great deal to do . " Mr. HORNER , who is a lawyer and reviewer , might be very useful as Chief of the Commission for securing the Liberty of the Press . No man understands better the art of indulging himself in that ...
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... hear what you think of them . Adieu , my dear friend ; I embrace the Duchess with all my heart - I never shall forget her goodness to Remember me to FLAHAUT and BIGNON . I fear the foreign negotiations of the latter will not last long ...
... hear what you think of them . Adieu , my dear friend ; I embrace the Duchess with all my heart - I never shall forget her goodness to Remember me to FLAHAUT and BIGNON . I fear the foreign negotiations of the latter will not last long ...
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Seite 120 - And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord ! FROM JOH.
Seite 120 - But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail: And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Seite 117 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming with purple and gold, And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Seite 118 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
Seite 119 - For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd ; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill. And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still.
Seite 110 - LOVE'S YOUNG DREAM. 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.
Seite 124 - BELIEVE me, if all those endearing young charms, Which I gaze on so fondly to-day, Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms, Like fairy -gifts fading away, Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art. Let thy loveliness fade as it will, And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart Would entwine itself verdantly still.
Seite 114 - Twas a light that ne'er can shine again On life's dull stream : Oh ! 'twas light that ne'er can shine again On life's dull stream.
Seite 124 - 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.
Seite 112 - 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. Tho' the bard to purer fame may soar, When wild youth's past ; Tho...