New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Томи 127 – 128E. W. Allen, 1863 |
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... JANE GREY . BY SIR NATHANIEL LORD HATHERTON , BY CYRUS REDding . THE ENGLISH NOBILITY . THE FEDERAL SPY • A MODERN FRENCH DUEL 63 75 79 , 239 91 . 108 • . 110 . . 111 127 . 164 . 176 183 . 196 . 211 ALBERT DÜRER . WITH SOMETHING OF ...
... JANE GREY . BY SIR NATHANIEL LORD HATHERTON , BY CYRUS REDding . THE ENGLISH NOBILITY . THE FEDERAL SPY • A MODERN FRENCH DUEL 63 75 79 , 239 91 . 108 • . 110 . . 111 127 . 164 . 176 183 . 196 . 211 ALBERT DÜRER . WITH SOMETHING OF ...
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... Jane - is described as being uglier and more stupid than even Barnes of Milbank . Never , she declares , did she see such a hideous picture of sullen , dogged stupidity . She had never yet witnessed the infliction of corporeal ...
... Jane - is described as being uglier and more stupid than even Barnes of Milbank . Never , she declares , did she see such a hideous picture of sullen , dogged stupidity . She had never yet witnessed the infliction of corporeal ...
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... Jane in Florida . " The negro slaves are better off than our paupers , " said the Englishman , " under ordinary times , but now are in a more enviable condition in every way , as they know not the want of food or clothing , while the ...
... Jane in Florida . " The negro slaves are better off than our paupers , " said the Englishman , " under ordinary times , but now are in a more enviable condition in every way , as they know not the want of food or clothing , while the ...
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... farewell . A farewell in the deepest sense of the word . It was the last look , the last smile , that Maria would receive in this life from Thomas Godolphin . LADY JANE GREY . BY SIR NATHANIEL . THERE is The Shadow of Ashlydyat . 163.
... farewell . A farewell in the deepest sense of the word . It was the last look , the last smile , that Maria would receive in this life from Thomas Godolphin . LADY JANE GREY . BY SIR NATHANIEL . THERE is The Shadow of Ashlydyat . 163.
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LADY JANE GREY . BY SIR NATHANIEL . THERE is a Latin epistle extant , of Roger Ascham's to Lady Jane Grey - who , by - the - by , wrote to him in Greek - in which , alluding to his last interview with her ( that memorable one , namely ...
LADY JANE GREY . BY SIR NATHANIEL . THERE is a Latin epistle extant , of Roger Ascham's to Lady Jane Grey - who , by - the - by , wrote to him in Greek - in which , alluding to his last interview with her ( that memorable one , namely ...
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Сторінка 42 - Curse not the king, no not in thy thought; and curse not the rich in thy bedchamber: for a bird of the air shall carry the voice, and that which hath wings shall tell the matter.
Сторінка 40 - ... in the morning thou shalt say, Would God it were even! and at even thou shalt say, Would God it were morning! for the fear of thine heart wherewith thou shalt fear, and for the sight of thine eyes which thou shalt see.
Сторінка 398 - I HEARD a voice from heaven, saying unto me, Write, From henceforth blessed are the dead which die in the Lord : even so saith the Spirit ; for they rest from their labours.
Сторінка 246 - Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest I will go; thy people shall be my people and thy God my God.
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Сторінка 232 - Hence in silence and in sorrow, toiling still with busy hand, Like an emigrant he wandered, seeking for the Better Land. Emiqravit is the inscription on the tombstone where he lies, Dead he is not — but departed — for the artist never dies...
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Сторінка 166 - ... and if ever he meditate on power, go toss up thy baby to his brow, and bring back his thoughts into his heart by the music of thy discourse. Teach him to live unto God and unto thee ; and he will discover that women, like the plants in woods, derive their softness and tenderness from the shade.
Сторінка 40 - And among these nations shalt thou find no ease, neither shall the sole of thy foot have rest: but the LORD shall give thee there a trembling heart, and failing of eyes, and sorrow of mind: 66 And thy life shall hang in doubt before thee; and thou shalt fear day and night, and shalt have none assurance of thy life: 67 In the morning thou shalt say, Would God it were even!
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