The Englishwoman's domestic magazine. [Imperf. With] Supplemental fashions & needlework [afterw.] Patterns, fashions & needlework [and] Designs for fashions and needlework [Continued as The Illustrated household journal and English- woman's domestic magazine]. |
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It was this reflection that made him angry ; but with the thought his anger passed
away . Then it occurred to him that Charlotte might have observed his impatience
, and that it distressed her . So he desisted from scourging the grass with his ...
It was this reflection that made him angry ; but with the thought his anger passed
away . Then it occurred to him that Charlotte might have observed his impatience
, and that it distressed her . So he desisted from scourging the grass with his ...
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She said , “ Thank you , Herbert ! " advanced and took his arra , and even smiled
at him , as much as to say , “ And now it ' s over , and all ' s for the best . " Whether
that was the view he took of it remains to be seen . What more passed between ...
She said , “ Thank you , Herbert ! " advanced and took his arra , and even smiled
at him , as much as to say , “ And now it ' s over , and all ' s for the best . " Whether
that was the view he took of it remains to be seen . What more passed between ...
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Three boats had already left the Levee , also bound for St . Louis ; but the
Oceanic was notoriously a quick vessel , and many of the passengers preferred
waiting half an hour to going on board another which they expected to be passed
by her ...
Three boats had already left the Levee , also bound for St . Louis ; but the
Oceanic was notoriously a quick vessel , and many of the passengers preferred
waiting half an hour to going on board another which they expected to be passed
by her ...
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And now it has come to this , I may as well let you into the secret at once , and
acknowledge that I do know what more passed between Herbert and Charlotte ,
after the conversation recorded in chapter second . You remember how stoutly
she ...
And now it has come to this , I may as well let you into the secret at once , and
acknowledge that I do know what more passed between Herbert and Charlotte ,
after the conversation recorded in chapter second . You remember how stoutly
she ...
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After a moment , his wild manner had all passed away ; and , turning round upon
my lady , so as to take her by both hands , he said — “ Ah ! I ' m a foolish fellow ,
and you are the best little mother in the world ; and so we ' ll say no more !
After a moment , his wild manner had all passed away ; and , turning round upon
my lady , so as to take her by both hands , he said — “ Ah ! I ' m a foolish fellow ,
and you are the best little mother in the world ; and so we ' ll say no more !
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Сторінка 177 - ANNOUNCED by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farm-house 'at the garden's end. The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Сторінка 38 - THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread...
Сторінка 176 - All shod with steel, We hissed along the polished ice in games Confederate, imitative of the chase And woodland pleasures, — the resounding horn, The pack loud chiming, and the hunted hare.
Сторінка 277 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them; Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Сторінка 84 - How oft, at school, with most believing mind, Presageful, have I gazed upon the bars, To watch that fluttering stranger ! and as oft With unclosed lids, already had I dreamt Of my sweet birth-place, and the old church-tower, Whose bells, the poor man's only music, rang From morn to evening, all the hot Fair-day, So sweetly, that they stirred and haunted me With a wild pleasure, falling on mine ear Most like articulate sounds of things to come...
Сторінка 208 - Edward, by the grace of God, king of England, lord of Ireland, and duke of Aquitaine, to all those that these present letters shall hear or see, greeting.
Сторінка 84 - Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall Heard only in the trances of the blast, Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, Quietly shining to the quiet Moon.
Сторінка 97 - Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Сторінка 84 - Inaudible as dreams! the thin blue flame Lies on my low-burnt fire, and quivers not; Only that film, which fluttered on the grate, Still flutters there, the sole unquiet thing. Methinks, its motion in this hush of nature Gives it dim sympathies with me who live, Making it a companionable form, Whose puny flaps and freaks the idling Spirit By its own moods interprets, everywhere Echo or mirror seeking of itself, And makes a toy of Thought.
Сторінка 83 - From dewy sward or thorny spray; All the heaped Autumn's wealth, With a still, mysterious stealth: She will mix these pleasures up Like three fit wines in a cup...
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| Назва | The Englishwoman's domestic magazine. [Imperf. With] Supplemental fashions & needlework [afterw.] Patterns, fashions & needlework [and] Designs for fashions and needlework [Continued as The Illustrated household journal and English- woman's domestic magazine]. |
| Оригінал із | Оксфордський університет |
| Оцифровано | 19 жов. 2006 |
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