The Table Book, Том 1W. Hone, 1827 |
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... gave this angel birth ; " Her look , her voice , her smile , That might all Heaven beguile , Wafted my soul above the realms of earth : The star - bespangled skies Were open'd to my eyes ; Sighing I said , " Whence rose this glittering ...
... gave this angel birth ; " Her look , her voice , her smile , That might all Heaven beguile , Wafted my soul above the realms of earth : The star - bespangled skies Were open'd to my eyes ; Sighing I said , " Whence rose this glittering ...
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... gave him her table - book , wherein she had just written three sentences , on seeing her husband's body ; one in Greek , another in Latin , and a third in English . The purport of them was , that human justice was against his body , but ...
... gave him her table - book , wherein she had just written three sentences , on seeing her husband's body ; one in Greek , another in Latin , and a third in English . The purport of them was , that human justice was against his body , but ...
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... gave the order for the twenty gross of black Jacks . The maker , surprised , said , he had not so many ready , but would endeavour to complete the order ; this was done , and the articles were shipped . The undertaker received them with ...
... gave the order for the twenty gross of black Jacks . The maker , surprised , said , he had not so many ready , but would endeavour to complete the order ; this was done , and the articles were shipped . The undertaker received them with ...
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... gave a very whimsical cast to his features . Conversing with Quin con- cerning his son , he told him , he had some thoughts of bringing him on the stage . " Oh , " replied the cynic , " if that is your intention , I think it is high ...
... gave a very whimsical cast to his features . Conversing with Quin con- cerning his son , he told him , he had some thoughts of bringing him on the stage . " Oh , " replied the cynic , " if that is your intention , I think it is high ...
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... gave me a trifle on those occasions , it raised a thought in me , that by en- gaging with him as a regular assistant , and undertaking the instruction of a few evening scholars , I might , with a little additional aid , be enabled to ...
... gave me a trifle on those occasions , it raised a thought in me , that by en- gaging with him as a regular assistant , and undertaking the instruction of a few evening scholars , I might , with a little additional aid , be enabled to ...
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Сторінка 231 - For in this land of Heaven's peculiar grace, The heritage of Nature's noblest race, There is a spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest...
Сторінка 449 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Сторінка 251 - When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Сторінка 251 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When...
Сторінка 231 - Here woman reigns; the mother, daughter, wife, Strews with fresh flowers the narrow way of life! In the clear heaven of her delightful eye, An angel-guard of loves and graces lie! Around her knees domestic .duties meet, And fireside pleasures gambol at her feet. Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found?
Сторінка 65 - And having dropped the expected bag — pass on. He whistles as he goes, light-hearted wretch, Cold and yet cheerful: messenger of grief Perhaps to thousands, and of joy to some, To him indifferent whether grief or joy.
Сторінка 39 - It was played by six people, three of each sex, who were coupled by lot. A piece of ground was then chosen, and divided into three compartments, of which the middle one was called hell. It was the object of the couple condemned to this division to catch the others, who advanced from the two extremities ; in which case a change of situation took place, and hell was filled by the couple who were excluded by pro -occupation from the other places ; in this
Сторінка 217 - Yet even in transitory life's late day That mingles all my brown with sober gray, Revere the man, whose Pilgrim marks the road And guides the Progress of the soul to God. 'Twere well with most, if books that could engage Their childhood, pleased them at a riper age ; The man approving what had charmed the boy, Would die at last in comfort, peace, and joy, And not with curses on his art who stole The gem of truth from his unguarded soul.
Сторінка 203 - And he went out about the third hour, and saw others standing idle in the marketplace, and said unto them, Go ye also into the vineyard, and whatsoever is right I will give you.
Сторінка 65 - Atlantic wave ? Is India free ? and does she wear her plumed And jewelled turban with a smile of peace, Or do we grind her still? The grand debate, The popular harangue, the tart reply, The logic, and the wisdom, and the wit...