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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For every one of these features demands your whole admiration , which , indeed ,
you willingly give ; but , taken together , they make rather a hash of it , so to speak
. Her eyes are full , and blue , and cold as sapphires . Look when you will , the ...
For every one of these features demands your whole admiration , which , indeed ,
you willingly give ; but , taken together , they make rather a hash of it , so to speak
. Her eyes are full , and blue , and cold as sapphires . Look when you will , the ...
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Sometimes they seemed to speak earnestlyonce he had both her hands in his ,
and they parted not without tenderness . The sun has set , the dark has fallen .
Good night ! The lovers have gone their several ways , and Miss Dacre , closing
her ...
Sometimes they seemed to speak earnestlyonce he had both her hands in his ,
and they parted not without tenderness . The sun has set , the dark has fallen .
Good night ! The lovers have gone their several ways , and Miss Dacre , closing
her ...
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says the latter , shrugging his shoulders . “ The man had time enough to come on
board . " “ But , captain , his wife and children are alone on board , and don ' t
speak any English . They have no one , therefore , to protect them . ” “ It ' s very
bad ...
says the latter , shrugging his shoulders . “ The man had time enough to come on
board . " “ But , captain , his wife and children are alone on board , and don ' t
speak any English . They have no one , therefore , to protect them . ” “ It ' s very
bad ...
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Speak ! What have you seen ? " demanded his sister , in a voice broken with
emotion . “ But , first of all , my dear sister , don ' t allow yourself to be so
overcome by your feelings . It is only natural that you should love your niece , but
Adolphine ...
Speak ! What have you seen ? " demanded his sister , in a voice broken with
emotion . “ But , first of all , my dear sister , don ' t allow yourself to be so
overcome by your feelings . It is only natural that you should love your niece , but
Adolphine ...
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You can ' t fail to see how awkward it would be for me to speak on the subject
with Adolphine , while the only lady in the house , her aunt , seemed totally
unconscious — " . “ I repeat , this is not your business ! " replied the tempestuous
lady , in ...
You can ' t fail to see how awkward it would be for me to speak on the subject
with Adolphine , while the only lady in the house , her aunt , seemed totally
unconscious — " . “ I repeat , this is not your business ! " replied the tempestuous
lady , in ...
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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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