The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, 42-43. kötetJoseph Rogerson |
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2. oldal
... thou , Christ Jesus ! " which was followed by the grace after meat . This done , all the candles were extinguished , excepting those of the master and mistress of the house , which were allowed to burn the whole night through , but ...
... thou , Christ Jesus ! " which was followed by the grace after meat . This done , all the candles were extinguished , excepting those of the master and mistress of the house , which were allowed to burn the whole night through , but ...
5. oldal
... thou the world is but a place Where Sorrow only shows its face- Where Pain contends with Life , until It wins the mastery that must kill- Where every hope is doom'd to meet A bitter fruit for blossom sweet ? Nay ! let thy soul the truth ...
... thou the world is but a place Where Sorrow only shows its face- Where Pain contends with Life , until It wins the mastery that must kill- Where every hope is doom'd to meet A bitter fruit for blossom sweet ? Nay ! let thy soul the truth ...
22. oldal
... thou art is home to me , And home without thee cannot be ! ' yet exercised my fancy in sketching a charming little cottage , overgrown with roses and jessa- mine . He entered into my ideas , and we laid out in thought an exquisite ...
... thou art is home to me , And home without thee cannot be ! ' yet exercised my fancy in sketching a charming little cottage , overgrown with roses and jessa- mine . He entered into my ideas , and we laid out in thought an exquisite ...
34. oldal
... thou rise , Lovely and pure , above the troubled scene Of clamorous faction ! Still thou wert serene , Or only moved by suffering's feeble cries . Not always are the sternest the most wise : The firmest heart dwells with the gentlest ...
... thou rise , Lovely and pure , above the troubled scene Of clamorous faction ! Still thou wert serene , Or only moved by suffering's feeble cries . Not always are the sternest the most wise : The firmest heart dwells with the gentlest ...
66. oldal
... thou , Blighting youth's spring flowers so dear ? Why beneath this lonely tree Sit'st thou at this silent hour , Gazing o'er yon tranquil sea , Wrapt in some oblivious power ? Hast thy lover gone to seek , Far away , a hostile shore- Art ...
... thou , Blighting youth's spring flowers so dear ? Why beneath this lonely tree Sit'st thou at this silent hour , Gazing o'er yon tranquil sea , Wrapt in some oblivious power ? Hast thy lover gone to seek , Far away , a hostile shore- Art ...
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328. oldal - The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their...
62. oldal - The Western wind was wild and dank with foam, And all alone went she. The creeping tide came up along the sand, And o'er and o'er the sand, And round and round the sand, As far as eye could see; The blinding mist came down and hid the land; And never home came she.
266. oldal - Inasmuch as ye did it unto the least of these my brethren, ye did it unto me.
62. oldal - O Mary, go and call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, And call the cattle home Across the sands of Dee!
62. oldal - They rowed her in across the rolling foam, The cruel crawling foam, The cruel hungry foam, To her grave beside the sea: But still the boatmen hear her call the cattle home Across the sands of Dee!
13. oldal - Perfume for a lady's chamber ; Golden quoifs and stomachers, For my lads to give their dears: Pins and poking-sticks of steel. What maids lack from head to heel: Come buy of me, come; come buy, come buy; Buy, lads, or else your lasses cry : Come buy.
249. oldal - Much ado there was, God wot! He would love and she would not. She said, Never man was true; He said, None was false to you.
249. oldal - There's not a budding boy or girl this day But is got up, and gone to bring in May. A deal of youth, ere this, is come Back, and with white-thorn laden home.
84. oldal - Sinks the lost actor in the tawdry load. Booth enters, — hark ! the universal peal ! " But has he spoken ? " Not a syllable. " What shook the stage, and made the people stare ? " Cato's long wig, flower'd gown, and lacquer'd chair.
155. oldal - Rachel weeping for her children, and refusing to be comforted, because they are not.