The Pocket MagazineJames Robins, 1828 |
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... night came they had no longer any fear , and slept in the open air , on large heaps of boughs , wrapped in skins , a sort of blankets made of goat - skins , which were impenetrable to the rain . When they went on an expedition they ...
... night came they had no longer any fear , and slept in the open air , on large heaps of boughs , wrapped in skins , a sort of blankets made of goat - skins , which were impenetrable to the rain . When they went on an expedition they ...
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... night , Enrapturing the good , and enchanting the bad ; If thy heart throbs in virtue , thy step will be light , And thy form will attract , tho ' the simplest ' tis clad . Sly little love on Emma will beam , Waking thy soul to a ...
... night , Enrapturing the good , and enchanting the bad ; If thy heart throbs in virtue , thy step will be light , And thy form will attract , tho ' the simplest ' tis clad . Sly little love on Emma will beam , Waking thy soul to a ...
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... night gradually came on , and stole upon my dreams : then all around me was silent as were the dead , by whose abode I now wandered ; the hushed stillness around me , alone broken by the steeple clock as it chimed the passing hour ...
... night gradually came on , and stole upon my dreams : then all around me was silent as were the dead , by whose abode I now wandered ; the hushed stillness around me , alone broken by the steeple clock as it chimed the passing hour ...
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... night , instead of going to bed , dress yourself , and be in readiness to set off as soon as the time shall serve . ' ' But where is my husband ? ' asked the lady . I do not know exactly the spot , but he will be waiting our arrival ...
... night , instead of going to bed , dress yourself , and be in readiness to set off as soon as the time shall serve . ' ' But where is my husband ? ' asked the lady . I do not know exactly the spot , but he will be waiting our arrival ...
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... night's lodging , and leave the rest to our good stars and our own industry . Farewell , madam ! keep up your courage , and show yourself in spirit , as you are in all womanly beauty , the worthy bride of the gallant Seymour . ' As he ...
... night's lodging , and leave the rest to our good stars and our own industry . Farewell , madam ! keep up your courage , and show yourself in spirit , as you are in all womanly beauty , the worthy bride of the gallant Seymour . ' As he ...
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Seite 8 - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is?
Seite 2 - How touching, when, at midnight, sweep Snow-muffled winds, and all is dark, To hear — and sink again to sleep ! Or, at an earlier call, to mark, By blazing fire, the still suspense Of self-complacent innocence; The mutual nod, — the grave disguise Of hearts with gladness brimming o'er; And some unbidden tears that rise...
Seite 110 - Sometimes, misguided by the tuneful throng, I look for streams immortalized in song, That lost in silence and oblivion lie (Dumb are their fountains and their channels dry), Yet run for ever by the Muse's skill, And in the smooth description murmur still.
Seite 8 - Tis the sporting little filly-folly which carries you out for the present hour — a maggot, a butterfly, a picture, a fiddlestick — an uncle Toby's siege — or an any thing, which a man makes a shift to get a-stride on, to canter it away from the cares and solicitudes of life...
Seite 103 - ... about to hang him : but upon intercession, contented himself with putting him in irons, and embarking him on board ship to send him to Hispaniola. He contrived to rid himself of his fetters, and while the crew were asleep, got overboard, and trusted himself upon a log of wood, for he could not swim : it was ebb tide, and he was carried a league out from the ship; the flow drove him upon...