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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... reason why he should carry away with him as pretty an image of her as possible , at the last . On the other hand , a sad , sober dress would be most appropriate ; but Herbert might imagine it a little trick too - planned to work upon ...
... reason why he should carry away with him as pretty an image of her as possible , at the last . On the other hand , a sad , sober dress would be most appropriate ; but Herbert might imagine it a little trick too - planned to work upon ...
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... reason why . ” And here she smiled - to please him , but the smile had not that effect . " Yes , yes , " said he ... reasons are . You know- ( sob ) —I'm sure , dear Herbert , I'm almost as willing as you to disregard them . But suppose ...
... reason why . ” And here she smiled - to please him , but the smile had not that effect . " Yes , yes , " said he ... reasons are . You know- ( sob ) —I'm sure , dear Herbert , I'm almost as willing as you to disregard them . But suppose ...
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... reason that some of the sepulchres , when opened , display an assortment like the commodities of Ulysses , when he went to discover Achilles - viz . , implements of housewifery , trinkets , and warlike weapons . We do not know what ...
... reason that some of the sepulchres , when opened , display an assortment like the commodities of Ulysses , when he went to discover Achilles - viz . , implements of housewifery , trinkets , and warlike weapons . We do not know what ...
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... reason why Master Richard Gibson decided to wed Mistress Anne Shepherd , our insight into the harmony and fitness of things matrimonial will be admitted instantly . Master Richard Gibson was three. ( 39 ) A DWARF MARRIAGE PAGE.
... reason why Master Richard Gibson decided to wed Mistress Anne Shepherd , our insight into the harmony and fitness of things matrimonial will be admitted instantly . Master Richard Gibson was three. ( 39 ) A DWARF MARRIAGE PAGE.
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... reason in it , if she had ; for Adelaide brooding over her piano , Adelaide with drooping eyelids , Adelaide plucking the jasmine to pieces - " He loves me , he loves me not ! " - offered the only picture of the whole drama of the ...
... reason in it , if she had ; for Adelaide brooding over her piano , Adelaide with drooping eyelids , Adelaide plucking the jasmine to pieces - " He loves me , he loves me not ! " - offered the only picture of the whole drama of the ...
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Сторінка 175 - 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 36 - 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 174 - 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 275 - 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 82 - 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 206 - 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 82 - 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 95 - 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 82 - 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 81 - 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...