The every-day book and table-book; or, Everlasting calendar of popular amusements, Том 11837 |
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... till such time as it having ate into his flesh , what he had privately done was discovered by the effluvia proceeding from the wound . " Butler says , that it took three days to disengage the saint's clothes , and that " the incisions ...
... till such time as it having ate into his flesh , what he had privately done was discovered by the effluvia proceeding from the wound . " Butler says , that it took three days to disengage the saint's clothes , and that " the incisions ...
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... till some joyous songs are sung . On their gaining admittance , a scene of mirth and jollity ensues , and which lasts the greatest part of the night . " Mr. Beckwith relates in the Gentle- man's Magazine , 1784 , that " near Leeds , in ...
... till some joyous songs are sung . On their gaining admittance , a scene of mirth and jollity ensues , and which lasts the greatest part of the night . " Mr. Beckwith relates in the Gentle- man's Magazine , 1784 , that " near Leeds , in ...
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... till I had been present at drawing king and queen , and eaten a slice of the Twelfth- cake , made by the fair hands of my good friend's consort . After tea yesterday , a noble cake was produced , and two bowls , containing the fortunate ...
... till I had been present at drawing king and queen , and eaten a slice of the Twelfth- cake , made by the fair hands of my good friend's consort . After tea yesterday , a noble cake was produced , and two bowls , containing the fortunate ...
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... till some hours after , when it jumped again and then broke . A china bowl that stood in the parlour jumped from the floor , to behind a table that stood there . This was most astonishing , as the distance from where it stood was ...
... till some hours after , when it jumped again and then broke . A china bowl that stood in the parlour jumped from the floor , to behind a table that stood there . This was most astonishing , as the distance from where it stood was ...
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... till the lucky card decides the richest stake ; then the shout out of " Rose has got it ! " " It's Rose's ! " " Here , Rose , here they are — take ' em all ; here's a lot ! " Emma , and John , and Al- fred , and William's hands thrust ...
... till the lucky card decides the richest stake ; then the shout out of " Rose has got it ! " " It's Rose's ! " " Here , Rose , here they are — take ' em all ; here's a lot ! " Emma , and John , and Al- fred , and William's hands thrust ...
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The every-day book and table-book; or, Everlasting calendar of ..., Том 1 William Hone Повний перегляд - 1837 |
The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of Popular ... William Hone Повний перегляд - 1830 |
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Сторінка 627 - The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon Death's purple altar, now, See where the victor victim bleeds : All heads must come To the cold tomb : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust.
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Сторінка 713 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Сторінка 489 - Which the great lord inhabits not; and so This grove is wild with tangling underwood, And the trim walks are broken up, and grass, Thin grass and king-cups grow within the paths. But never elsewhere in one place I knew So many nightingales; and far and near, In wood and thicket, over the wide grove, They answer and provoke each other's songs, With skirmish and capricious passagings, And murmurs musical and swift jug jug, And one low piping sound more sweet than all...
Сторінка 1095 - Bo-bo was strictly enjoined not to let the secret escape, for the neighbours would certainly have stoned them for a couple of abominable wretches, who could think of improving upon the good meat which God had sent them.
Сторінка 569 - And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the...
Сторінка 345 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet, From birds among the bowers.
Сторінка 527 - Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoined, from each thing met conceives delight, The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Сторінка 569 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good morrow, Through the sweet-brier, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
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