The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Band 27Joseph Rogerson, 1847 |
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... laughs at care ! " WILLIAM SMYTH . Nevil Peterson was but fifteen years of age | when he had lost his last surviving parent , and was left with only a few hundred pounds , alone , as it were , in the world . Early accustomed to the ...
... laughs at care ! " WILLIAM SMYTH . Nevil Peterson was but fifteen years of age | when he had lost his last surviving parent , and was left with only a few hundred pounds , alone , as it were , in the world . Early accustomed to the ...
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... laughed quietly . " And now , ' continued his uncle , " fill your glass , and we will come to the point at once . I need not re- peat our agreement ; you have performed your half nobly ; and it only remains that I do the same by mine ...
... laughed quietly . " And now , ' continued his uncle , " fill your glass , and we will come to the point at once . I need not re- peat our agreement ; you have performed your half nobly ; and it only remains that I do the same by mine ...
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... laugh at him , as she thought up a few miles further on . " No doubt it is all proper ; generally , to his great annoyance , prefer- for the best ; and I shall do quite as well with - ring to do the latter , and looking all the time so ...
... laugh at him , as she thought up a few miles further on . " No doubt it is all proper ; generally , to his great annoyance , prefer- for the best ; and I shall do quite as well with - ring to do the latter , and looking all the time so ...
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... laugh ; its no use wishing . Good night , Mr. Brown ! " And as her bright face disappeared like a sun- beam , it seemed night indeed to him . 66 Nay , you will hate me if I tell you . " " No , I promise you . " 66 Well , then , she ...
... laugh ; its no use wishing . Good night , Mr. Brown ! " And as her bright face disappeared like a sun- beam , it seemed night indeed to him . 66 Nay , you will hate me if I tell you . " " No , I promise you . " 66 Well , then , she ...
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... Laugh at me , as you did just now , as you have done all along , for a credulous and ro- mantic fool ! " replied her companion , bitterly . " Now you are angry . " " I have no right to be . Affection cannot be commanded ; and yet I ...
... Laugh at me , as you did just now , as you have done all along , for a credulous and ro- mantic fool ! " replied her companion , bitterly . " Now you are angry . " " I have no right to be . Affection cannot be commanded ; and yet I ...
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Seite 163 - The human sorrow and smart ! And yet it never was in my soul To play so ill a part : But evil is wrought by want of Thought, As well as want of Heart...
Seite 318 - Though shut so close thy laughing eyes, Thy rosy lips still wear a smile, And move, and breathe delicious sighs ! — Ah, now soft blushes tinge her cheeks, And mantle o'er her neck of snow. Ah, now she murmurs, now she speaks What most I wish — and fear to know. She starts, she trembles, and she weeps ! Her fair hands folded on her breast. — And now, how like a saint she sleeps ! A seraph in the realms of rest ! Sleep on secure ! Above control, Thy thoughts belong to Heaven and thee ' And may...
Seite 311 - The Iliad for war; the Odyssey for wandering ; but where is the great domestic epic ? Yet it is but commonplace to say, that passions may rage round a tea-table, which would not have misbecome men dashing at one another in war chariots ; and evolutions of patience and temper are performed at the fireside, worthy to be compared with the Retreat of the Ten Thousand.
Seite 180 - Towbuith-Whigs, who loved nothing but extempore evangelical sermons, and would have considered it sufficient to bring the house down about their ears if the precentor had ceased, for one verse, the old hillside fashion of reciting the lines of the psalm before singing them.
Seite 311 - For a hundred men whose appetite for work can bo driven on by vanity, avarice, ambition, or a mistaken notion of advancing their families, there is about one who is desirous of expanding his own nature, and the nature of others in all directions, of cultivating many pursuits, of bringing himself...
Seite 135 - There, on a slope of orchard, Francis laid A damask napkin wrought with horse and hound, Brought out a dusky loaf that smelt of home, And, half-cut-down, a pasty costly-made, Where quail and pigeon, lark and leveret lay, Like fossils of the rock, with golden yolks Imbedded and injellied...
Seite 178 - ... the housemaid slept under the kitchen dresser ; and the one man-servant was turned at night out of the house. Had our friend chanced to get amongst trades-people, he might have found Mr Kerr, the eminent goldsmith in the Parliament Square, stowing his menage into a couple of small rooms above his boothlike shop, plastered against the wall of St Giles's Church ; the nursery and kitchen, however, being placed in a cellar under the level of the street, where the children are said to have rotted...
Seite 180 - Kirk had a sort of dignified aristocratic character, approaching somewhat to prelacy, and was frequented only by sound church-and-state men, who did not care so much for the sermon, as for the gratification of sitting in the same place with his majesty's Lords of Council and Session, and the magistrates of Edinburgh, and who desired to be thought men of sufficient liberality and taste to appreciate the prelections of Blair. The Old...
Seite 354 - ... fashion, yet I perceive you gather only the white ones ; now if you will accept my aid in the assortment of your posy, I shall enliven it with the blushing flower. See, too, how much hardier these are than those pale, sickly buds." Lady Somerton was startled by the first words which fell upon her ear, and the pale roses trembled in her grasp; but ere Sir Pierre Brandon's speech was concluded, she recovered, by an effort of the will, at least the semblance of composure. She could not but return...
Seite 311 - ... and evolutions of patience and temper are performed at the fireside, worthy to be compared with the Retreat of the Ten Thousand. Men have worshipped some fantastic being for living alone in a wilderness ; but social martyrdoms place no saints upon the calendar.