The Every-day Book: Or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports, Pastime, Ceremonies, Manners, Customs, and Events, Incident to Each of the Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days, in Past and Present Times...Hunt and Clarke, 1826 |
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... turned round and saw them in motion or broken , attributed to unseen agency . These spectators were all too much alarmed by their own dread of infernal power to examine any thing . light called the Plough - light , was main- tained 67 ...
... turned round and saw them in motion or broken , attributed to unseen agency . These spectators were all too much alarmed by their own dread of infernal power to examine any thing . light called the Plough - light , was main- tained 67 ...
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... turned eyes , seems anxiously seeking for an edified face , and a cod , with his up- the new light . The saint's sermon is to be had in many of the shops at Rome . St. Anthony addresses the fish , Dearly beloved fish ; and the legend ...
... turned eyes , seems anxiously seeking for an edified face , and a cod , with his up- the new light . The saint's sermon is to be had in many of the shops at Rome . St. Anthony addresses the fish , Dearly beloved fish ; and the legend ...
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... turning upon the glass pane , he was amazed by the face of a man anxiously watching him from the closet , with knit inquiring brows . The features were pro- minent and haggard , and , though the look was somewhat ferocious , it ...
... turning upon the glass pane , he was amazed by the face of a man anxiously watching him from the closet , with knit inquiring brows . The features were pro- minent and haggard , and , though the look was somewhat ferocious , it ...
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... turning first to one side , then to the other , with a soleinn and awful movement , as if impressed with some dreadful secret of the deep , which , from its watery grave , it came upwards to re- veal . " Dr. Ferriar observes , that " in ...
... turning first to one side , then to the other , with a soleinn and awful movement , as if impressed with some dreadful secret of the deep , which , from its watery grave , it came upwards to re- veal . " Dr. Ferriar observes , that " in ...
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... turned his head towards the body , as if he marvelled at the keep ing of it by the angels . His relics ne- cessarily worked miracles wherever they were kept . For their collection , separa- tion , and how they travelled from place to ...
... turned his head towards the body , as if he marvelled at the keep ing of it by the angels . His relics ne- cessarily worked miracles wherever they were kept . For their collection , separa- tion , and how they travelled from place to ...
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Сторінка 539 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth and youth and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Сторінка 807 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms - the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
Сторінка 653 - Through the high wood echoing shrill. Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins his state...
Сторінка 805 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Сторінка 621 - To BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last.
Сторінка 1215 - Again he felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now ; still, he licked his fingers from a sort of habit. The truth at length broke into his slow understanding that it was the pig that smelt so, and the pig that tasted so delicious...
Сторінка 805 - 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 607 - As one who long in populous city pent, 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 959 - But none ever trembled and panted with bliss In the garden, the field, or the wilderness, Like a doe in the noontide with love's sweet want, As the companionless Sensitive Plant.
Сторінка 489 - My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea ; But, before I go, Tom Moore, Here's a double health to thee ! Here's a sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate ; And whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. Though the ocean roar around me, Yet it still shall bear me on ; Though a desert should surround me, It hath springs...