Temple Bar, Том 5Ward and Lock, 1862 |
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... HAND : Chapter III . The Story of the Hand • 201 • 183 114 • IV . The last of the Hand and the Lady 127 · London , as it strikes a Stranger Louise Emilie Beauharnais.
... HAND : Chapter III . The Story of the Hand • 201 • 183 114 • IV . The last of the Hand and the Lady 127 · London , as it strikes a Stranger Louise Emilie Beauharnais.
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... hand and foot with Ropes . " Never mind their hurting your wrists , young Hempseed , " chuckled one of the scaldpated constable rogues who was guarding us . " You'll have enough to tighten your gullet after ' Sizes , as sure as eggs is ...
... hand and foot with Ropes . " Never mind their hurting your wrists , young Hempseed , " chuckled one of the scaldpated constable rogues who was guarding us . " You'll have enough to tighten your gullet after ' Sizes , as sure as eggs is ...
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... hand as a down - trodden Hound would its paw , and cursing meanwhile , which Dogs use not to do ) , and driven to Mad Rage by the escape of Captain Night , had fired pell - mell into a Group of which Jowler made one , and so killed him ...
... hand as a down - trodden Hound would its paw , and cursing meanwhile , which Dogs use not to do ) , and driven to Mad Rage by the escape of Captain Night , had fired pell - mell into a Group of which Jowler made one , and so killed him ...
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... hand so wofully mauled by Captain Night , and vowed vengeance against the whole crew of poachers and their whelp , as he must needs be Polite enough to call me . This Fine Gentleman had been provided with a Horse by the Sheriff , and ...
... hand so wofully mauled by Captain Night , and vowed vengeance against the whole crew of poachers and their whelp , as he must needs be Polite enough to call me . This Fine Gentleman had been provided with a Horse by the Sheriff , and ...
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... hand in hers , and sinking on her knees to the sodden floor ( with no thought of soiling her kirtle ) , while with profound Fervour she prayed for the conversion of errant Me . Sure there are Hearts of Gold among those Broadbrims and ...
... hand in hers , and sinking on her knees to the sodden floor ( with no thought of soiling her kirtle ) , while with profound Fervour she prayed for the conversion of errant Me . Sure there are Hearts of Gold among those Broadbrims and ...
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Сторінка 58 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
Сторінка 58 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate ; For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Сторінка 66 - Two loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still, The better angel is a man right fair: The worser spirit a woman coloured ill. To win me soon to hell my female evil, Tempteth my better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil: Wooing his purity with her foul pride.
Сторінка 61 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new...
Сторінка 60 - So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since, seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain jewels in the carcanet.
Сторінка 98 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Сторінка 109 - O ! mickle is the powerful grace that lies In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities : For nought so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give...
Сторінка 63 - Now all is done, save what shall have no end; Mine appetite I never more will grind On newer proof, to try an older friend, A god in love, to whom I am confined: Then give me welcome, next my heaven the best, Even to thy pure and most most loving breast.
Сторінка 63 - gainst my strong infection ; No bitterness that I will bitter think, Nor double penance, to correct correction. Pity me then, dear friend, and I assure ye Even that your pity is enough to cure me.
Сторінка 56 - Poet's rage, And stretched metre of an antique song : But were some child of yours alive that time, You should live twice ; in it and in my rhyme.