Chambers's Repository of Instructing and Amusing Tracts, Томи 7 – 9W. and R. Chambers, 1854 |
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... hand , and to Liege and the Rhine on the other , must in time accelerate the progress of the town in all branches of traffic . The spectacle of cotton - spinneries placed amidst rows of antique buildings , old gloomy churches and ...
... hand , and to Liege and the Rhine on the other , must in time accelerate the progress of the town in all branches of traffic . The spectacle of cotton - spinneries placed amidst rows of antique buildings , old gloomy churches and ...
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... hand , to the bridge , on the other side of which were the Spaniards , The hacquebute and hacquebouze ( arquebuss ) were the first firearms with bent stocks ; the latter appear to have been of the larger calibre . The hacquebute à croc ...
... hand , to the bridge , on the other side of which were the Spaniards , The hacquebute and hacquebouze ( arquebuss ) were the first firearms with bent stocks ; the latter appear to have been of the larger calibre . The hacquebute à croc ...
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... hand and said : ' Do not regard me as an ill - omened bird , Cousin Dorothy , but rather as the swallow , bringing summer weather on the wing , that will soon take flight again for summer lands . ' Dorothy vainly tried to utter ...
... hand and said : ' Do not regard me as an ill - omened bird , Cousin Dorothy , but rather as the swallow , bringing summer weather on the wing , that will soon take flight again for summer lands . ' Dorothy vainly tried to utter ...
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... hand , which influenced Gervase , and kept all his demonstrations towards herself in abeyance . Dorothy began to hate her wan silent cousin - to feel an awe of her , which she could not account for ; and more than once she almost ...
... hand , which influenced Gervase , and kept all his demonstrations towards herself in abeyance . Dorothy began to hate her wan silent cousin - to feel an awe of her , which she could not account for ; and more than once she almost ...
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... hand - in - hand with the old man , sagely inquiring the names of flowers and shrubs , and whose name was Mathilde . Dr Emslie did not long survive his beloved ward , bequeathing the bulk of his moderate fortune to charitable ...
... hand - in - hand with the old man , sagely inquiring the names of flowers and shrubs , and whose name was Mathilde . Dr Emslie did not long survive his beloved ward , bequeathing the bulk of his moderate fortune to charitable ...
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Adelaide admiration afterwards appearance arms arrived Bayard beautiful boat Book of Mormon Brandon Brussels called castle Cervantes character Charlemagne Cheyne Christian Clarisse coast Cobbett colony colour Company daughter dear Don Quixote Dorothy Duke Emslie enemy eyes father favour feeling feet felt Fordyce France Franziska French friends Gervase girl give hand heard heart honour horse hour Hudson's Bay Hudson's Bay Company Joseph Joseph Smith kind king king of France knight lace lady land Liberia life-boat Lisbourne live looked Madame de Staël Mathilde Medlicott Merthyr Michel miles mind Mormons native never Norrys ocean once Paris passed persons poor possession present Prussia Puy-de-Dôme queen received replied Rhône river scene seemed shew ship side Sidney Rigdon soon St Malo thou thought took town turned vessel voice Welsh whole Woislaw words young
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Сторінка 8 - a painted ocean. .Water, water everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water everywhere, Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot; O Christ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea.
Сторінка 27 - I envy not in any moods The captive void of noble rage, The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the summer woods. I hold it true whate'er befall— I feel it when I sorrow most— 'Tis better to have loved and lost,
Сторінка 5 - They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows ; The young birds are chirping in the nest; The young fawns are playing with the shadows ; The young flowers are blowing towards the west. But
Сторінка 8 - Day after day, day after day We stuck, nor breath nor motion ; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. .Water, water everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water everywhere, Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot; O Christ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea.
Сторінка 24 - comes the daughter of the warrior Gileadite. She sings: ' It comforts me in this one thought to dwell, That I subdued me to my father's will; Because the kiss he gave me ere I fell Sweetens the spirit still. ' Moreover, it is written that my race Hewed
Сторінка 26 - from In Memoriam, and is an effort of greater power:— To-night the winds began to rise, And roar from yonder dropping day ; The last red leaf is whirled away, The rooks are blown about the skies. The forest cracked, the waters curled, The cattle
Сторінка 24 - verses, entitled Claribel, the chief charm is that which melody exercises, or, rather, which proceeds from the exquisite adaptation of language to the tone :— Where Claribel low lieth, The breezes pause and die, Letting the rose-leaves fall; But the solemn oak-tree sigheth Thick.leaved, ambrosial With an ancient melody Of an inward agony Where Claribel low lieth.
Сторінка 6 - young, young children, 0 my brothers ! They are weeping bitterly ; They are weeping in the play-time of the others, In this country of the free. For all day the wheels are droning,
Сторінка 20 - And they blessed Rebekah, and said unto her: thou art our sister, be thou the mother of thousands of millions, and let thy seed possess the gate of those which hate thee.
Сторінка 25 - not heard In palace chambers far apart; The fragrant tresses are not stirred That lie upon her charmed heart. She sleeps: on either side upswells The gold fringed pillow lightly prest; She sleeps, nor dreams, but ever dwells A perfect form in perfect rest. These lines are unsurpassed for their fancifully graphic power by anything - which Tennyson has written. In his Morte