Sharpe's London magazine, a journal of entertainment and instruction. [entitled] Sharpe's London journal. [entitled] Sharpe's London magazine, conducted by mrs. S.C. Hall, Томи 6 – 7Anna Maria Hall |
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... face , with an evident inclination to be better acquainted . He was brown as a nut , with large , lustrous , stag - like eyes , such as only children have ; hazel eyes , well open , truthful , ardent , and believing . There was much ...
... face , with an evident inclination to be better acquainted . He was brown as a nut , with large , lustrous , stag - like eyes , such as only children have ; hazel eyes , well open , truthful , ardent , and believing . There was much ...
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... face , as if it were a positive pleasure to look at her . " Your gooseberries are forwarder than ours , or than any in the parish ; and if you can gather me a quart , I shall be very much obliged to you . " " To be sure , madam , though ...
... face , as if it were a positive pleasure to look at her . " Your gooseberries are forwarder than ours , or than any in the parish ; and if you can gather me a quart , I shall be very much obliged to you . " " To be sure , madam , though ...
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... face , and ordered the maids to apply hot bottles to her feet . At length , a violent burst of tears and loud sobs announced to his professional ear , though not to the alarmed women , that the fit of hysteria was passing off ; they ...
... face , and ordered the maids to apply hot bottles to her feet . At length , a violent burst of tears and loud sobs announced to his professional ear , though not to the alarmed women , that the fit of hysteria was passing off ; they ...
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... face ? " whispered the old lady , still holding . her hand tightly . " Do you see it there , over her eyes ? " " No ! " screamed Leonora , " no - I see no- thing , grandmother - go away ! " Then , breaking loose from the baroness , she ...
... face ? " whispered the old lady , still holding . her hand tightly . " Do you see it there , over her eyes ? " " No ! " screamed Leonora , " no - I see no- thing , grandmother - go away ! " Then , breaking loose from the baroness , she ...
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... face with tears and kisses . The girl hid her face in her mother's bosom , and wept aloud . But presently she arose , and with that fearful , unnatural laugh that had so often frightened us previously , she exclaimed " Take away the ...
... face with tears and kisses . The girl hid her face in her mother's bosom , and wept aloud . But presently she arose , and with that fearful , unnatural laugh that had so often frightened us previously , she exclaimed " Take away the ...
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Сторінка 362 - Say first, of God above, or man below, What can we reason, but from what we know? Of man, what see we but his station here, From which to reason, or to which refer?
Сторінка 312 - Oh ! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight...
Сторінка 71 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Сторінка 306 - Memory and her siren daughters ; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom He pleases.
Сторінка 367 - SIR, I admit your general rule, That every poet is a fool : But you yourself may serve to show it, That every fool is not a poet.
Сторінка 366 - While Butler, needy wretch, was yet alive. No generous patron would a dinner give : See him, when starved to death, and turned to dust, Presented with a monumental bust. The poet's fate is here in emblem shown : He asked for bread, and he received a stone.
Сторінка 350 - Denmark when she no longer resists. The line of defence which covered her shores has struck to the British flag: but if the firing is continued on the part of Denmark, he must set on fire all the prizes that he has taken, without having the power of saving the men who have so nobly defended them. The brave Danes are the brothers, and should never be the enemies of the English.
Сторінка 71 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.
Сторінка 165 - Inasmuch as ye did it unto the least of these, ye did it unto me ' ? Christians are those who have Christ's spirit, as I think, and sacrifice themselves to save others.
Сторінка 366 - FRIEND, for your epitaphs I'm grieved. Where still so much is said ; One half will never be believed. The other never read.