Blackwood's Magazine, Том 67W. Blackwood., 1850 |
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... hand , the other on his heart ; bowed profoundly to each of the com- pany in succession ; tossed off the wine ; melo - dramatically extended the empty glass at arm's length ; bowed again ; sighed ; squeezed his hand very hard upon his ...
... hand , the other on his heart ; bowed profoundly to each of the com- pany in succession ; tossed off the wine ; melo - dramatically extended the empty glass at arm's length ; bowed again ; sighed ; squeezed his hand very hard upon his ...
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... hand at London Bridge , with an extra profit of ten shillings a chest ? The morning after we passed the Berlings , we saw the Rock of Lisbon . This , I suppose , is about the most striking object the mariner beholds , in approaching any ...
... hand at London Bridge , with an extra profit of ten shillings a chest ? The morning after we passed the Berlings , we saw the Rock of Lisbon . This , I suppose , is about the most striking object the mariner beholds , in approaching any ...
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... hand , and passed it to Cap- tain Gabion . On this demonstration , supposing that " legitimate war " was at an end , and my occupation gone , " I was quietly walking away , with my hands in my pockets . But the Cap- tain , having first ...
... hand , and passed it to Cap- tain Gabion . On this demonstration , supposing that " legitimate war " was at an end , and my occupation gone , " I was quietly walking away , with my hands in my pockets . But the Cap- tain , having first ...
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... hand , to convey the boxes of specie from the jetty to the office , which was estab- lished hard by , for the convenience of landing remittances that came by sea . A guard was now set , and the sailors turned to , handing the boxes ...
... hand , to convey the boxes of specie from the jetty to the office , which was estab- lished hard by , for the convenience of landing remittances that came by sea . A guard was now set , and the sailors turned to , handing the boxes ...
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... hand , which served to moisten his own clay at intervals be- tween every puff , - Pete , do you notice how I dropped the Redskin who put the poisoned arrow in my moccasin ! Snakes , captin ! the varmints lay thick as leaves behind the ...
... hand , which served to moisten his own clay at intervals be- tween every puff , - Pete , do you notice how I dropped the Redskin who put the poisoned arrow in my moccasin ! Snakes , captin ! the varmints lay thick as leaves behind the ...
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Сторінка 306 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt, for all ; And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Сторінка 618 - And then it started like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons; I have heard, The cock that is the trumpet to the morn Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day...
Сторінка 306 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale, No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Сторінка 482 - O, that the slave had forty thousand lives ! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge.
Сторінка 507 - I do perceive here a divided duty: To you I am bound for life, and education; My life, and education, both do learn me How to respect you ; you are the lord of duty, I am hitherto your daughter: But here's my husband; And so much duty as my mother show'd To you, preferring you before her father, So much I challenge that I may profess Due to the Moor, my lord.
Сторінка 63 - ... to remember the forgotten, to attend to the neglected, to visit the forsaken, and to compare and collate the distresses of all men in all countries. His plan is original ; and it is as full of genius as it is of humanity. It was a voyage of discovery, a circumnavigation of charity.
Сторінка 304 - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And ev'n those ills that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms...
Сторінка 621 - CALL it not vain ¡—they do not err, Who say, that when the Poet dies, Mute Nature mourns her worshipper, And celebrates his obsequies : Who say, tall cliff, and cavern lone, For the departed Bard make moan ; That mountains weep in crystal rill ; That flowers in tears of balm distil ; Through his loved groves that breezes sigh, And oaks, in deeper groan, reply; And rivers teach their rushing wave To murmur dirges round his grave.
Сторінка 391 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Сторінка 492 - Dangerous conceits are, in their natures, poisons, Which, at the first, are scarce found to distaste ; But, with a little act upon the blood, Burn like the mines of sulphur.