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 7 – 8Anna Maria Hall 1848 |
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... less enlightened members of the tailor brotherhood . " What is science ? We perhaps have a right to ask ourselves this question , that we may better understand a word which we so commonly use . Truth is the soul of science , and the ...
... less enlightened members of the tailor brotherhood . " What is science ? We perhaps have a right to ask ourselves this question , that we may better understand a word which we so commonly use . Truth is the soul of science , and the ...
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... less than ten kings of England , 1 three princes , twenty - seven bishops , twenty - six dukes , forty - seven carls , eighty - one lords , and ( mirabile dictu ! ) sixteen lord mayors have courted entrance into their brotherhood . Many ...
... less than ten kings of England , 1 three princes , twenty - seven bishops , twenty - six dukes , forty - seven carls , eighty - one lords , and ( mirabile dictu ! ) sixteen lord mayors have courted entrance into their brotherhood . Many ...
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... less awkwardly ! " exclaimed Mr. Lee , who , for good and sufficient reasons , never vented his wrath on his son , save when tried beyond all power of endurance ; " Will nothing break you of that unfor- tunate poke ? There - put down ...
... less awkwardly ! " exclaimed Mr. Lee , who , for good and sufficient reasons , never vented his wrath on his son , save when tried beyond all power of endurance ; " Will nothing break you of that unfor- tunate poke ? There - put down ...
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... less than " Mootee's " ( the pearl ) when his eye quite surprising , when their small size , and the heavy glanced upon a yellow umbrella instead of a door post . weight of Banian merchants , are relatively considered . I met the woman ...
... less than " Mootee's " ( the pearl ) when his eye quite surprising , when their small size , and the heavy glanced upon a yellow umbrella instead of a door post . weight of Banian merchants , are relatively considered . I met the woman ...
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... less refined man of yesterday spent , and gloried in spending , upon his sign . Scarcely a trace now remains of the beautiful iron - work ( of the most elaborate workmanship , as may be seen in many of Hogarth's street scenes ) by which ...
... less refined man of yesterday spent , and gloried in spending , upon his sign . Scarcely a trace now remains of the beautiful iron - work ( of the most elaborate workmanship , as may be seen in many of Hogarth's street scenes ) by which ...
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Сторінка 217 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Сторінка 17 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain.
Сторінка 54 - In Endymion, I leaped headlong into the Sea, and thereby have become better acquainted with the Soundings, the quicksands, and the rocks, than if I had stayed upon the green shore, and piped a silly pipe, and took tea and comfortable advice. I was never afraid of failure; for I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
Сторінка 114 - Look not upon me, because I am black, Because the sun hath looked upon me: My mother's children were angry with me ; They made me the keeper of the vineyards; But mine own vineyard have I not kept.
Сторінка 64 - O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice ; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
Сторінка 79 - Joy is the sweet voice, Joy the luminous cloud — We in ourselves rejoice! And thence flows all that charms or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light.
Сторінка 16 - love," which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another And not in me : I am myself alone.
Сторінка 55 - O that I could be buried near where she lives! I am afraid to write to her — to receive a letter from her — to see her handwriting would break my heart — even to hear of her anyhow, to see her name written, would be more than I can bear.
Сторінка 12 - Oh that my words were now written! Oh that they were printed in a book! That they were graven with an iron pen and lead In the rock for ever!
Сторінка 55 - I believe tho' she has faults — the same as Charmian and Cleopatra might have had. Yet she is a fine thing speaking in a worldly way: for there are two distinct tempers of mind in which we judge of things — the worldly, theatrical and pantomimical ; and the unearthly, spiritual and ethereal — in the former Buonaparte, Lord Byron and this Charmian hold the first place in our Minds ; in the latter, John Howard, Bishop Hooker rocking his child's cradle, and you my dear Sister are the conquering...