The Schoolmaster, and Edinburgh Weekly Magazine, Томи 1 – 2John Anderson [for John Johnstone], 1832 |
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... took a great deal of me ; at last she made a little stop close by the window . " Did you want an industrious person to assist you in needle- work , madam ? " said she . [ Mrs. Dixon related at some length all her doubts and per ...
... took a great deal of me ; at last she made a little stop close by the window . " Did you want an industrious person to assist you in needle- work , madam ? " said she . [ Mrs. Dixon related at some length all her doubts and per ...
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... took hold of my hand , saying , " I will tell you all about this , my little penitent . This is the sort of way in ... took fire ; and , in conjunction with his brother Gilbert , he took a small farm . In his letters , Burns often ...
... took hold of my hand , saying , " I will tell you all about this , my little penitent . This is the sort of way in ... took fire ; and , in conjunction with his brother Gilbert , he took a small farm . In his letters , Burns often ...
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... took place lately in Manchester . In a warehouse in Dale Street , a con- versation lately took place about running between a young man employed there and a porter belonging to the Railway Company , who was waiting at the warehouse for ...
... took place lately in Manchester . In a warehouse in Dale Street , a con- versation lately took place about running between a young man employed there and a porter belonging to the Railway Company , who was waiting at the warehouse for ...
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... took place seemed to indicate to Josephine that her cares falling tears shewed that she had not attained the resigna- were no longer indispensable to the happiness of her hus- tion of her mother . Both were dressed in the simplest man ...
... took place seemed to indicate to Josephine that her cares falling tears shewed that she had not attained the resigna- were no longer indispensable to the happiness of her hus- tion of her mother . Both were dressed in the simplest man ...
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... took nounce his law in the ears of his people . - Cabinet Library MEMORABILIA OF THE MONTH . THE STORY - TELLER . THE GHAIST O ' KININVIE . A TRUE STORY . ( For the Schoolmaster . ) pockets well lined from an Aberlour market , took up ...
... took nounce his law in the ears of his people . - Cabinet Library MEMORABILIA OF THE MONTH . THE STORY - TELLER . THE GHAIST O ' KININVIE . A TRUE STORY . ( For the Schoolmaster . ) pockets well lined from an Aberlour market , took up ...
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Сторінка 273 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white ; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory...
Сторінка 30 - Ho ! maidens of Vienna ; ho ! matrons of Lucerne ; Weep, weep, and rend your hair for those who never shall return. Ho ! Philip, send, for charity, thy Mexican pistoles, That Antwerp monks may sing a mass for thy poor spearmen's souls.
Сторінка 290 - Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number, Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you — Ye are many — they are few.
Сторінка 82 - The community is a fictitious body, composed of the individual persons who are considered as constituting as it were its members. The interest of the community then is, what? — the sum of the interests of the several members who compose it.
Сторінка 298 - Equity is a roguish thing; for law we have a measure, know what to trust to; equity is according to the conscience of him that is Chancellor, and as that is larger or narrower, so is equity. 'Tis all one as if they should make the standard for the measure we call a foot, a Chancellor's foot; what an uncertain measure would this be!
Сторінка 30 - Bartholomew," was passed from man to man ; But out spake gentle Henry, "No Frenchman is my foe : Down, down with every foreigner, but let your brethren go.
Сторінка 290 - Tis to work and have such pay As just keeps life from day to day In your limbs, as in a cell For the tyrants...
Сторінка 30 - D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, "Remember St. Bartholomew,
Сторінка 30 - Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land ! And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand ; And, as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's...
Сторінка 268 - The time would e'er be o'er, And I on thee should look my last, And thou shouldst smile no more! And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again ; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain ! But when I speak— thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st unsaid...