Edwin, and Emma [a poem, by D. Mallet]. illustr. by G. Arnald1810 |
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... thro heaven , When May's fweet mornings break . IV . Nor let the pride of great ones fcorn This charmer of the plains : That fun , who bids their diamond blaze , To paint our lilly deigns . 1 V .. Long had she fill'd each youth with ...
... thro heaven , When May's fweet mornings break . IV . Nor let the pride of great ones fcorn This charmer of the plains : That fun , who bids their diamond blaze , To paint our lilly deigns . 1 V .. Long had she fill'd each youth with ...
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... justly be considered as a specimen of the most beautiful typography of the time . † Movemur enim , nescio quo pacto ( says Cicero ) locis ipsis in qui- bus eorum quos admiramur adsunt vestigia . 66 66 POSTSCRIPT . posed ) thro ' love ,
... justly be considered as a specimen of the most beautiful typography of the time . † Movemur enim , nescio quo pacto ( says Cicero ) locis ipsis in qui- bus eorum quos admiramur adsunt vestigia . 66 66 POSTSCRIPT . posed ) thro ' love ,
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David Mallet. 66 66 POSTSCRIPT . posed ) thro ' love , March 15th , 1714 , ( aged about 20 years each . ) " The words between the parenthesis are interlined.— The wife of the present parish clerk knew the sister of Martha very well , and ...
David Mallet. 66 66 POSTSCRIPT . posed ) thro ' love , March 15th , 1714 , ( aged about 20 years each . ) " The words between the parenthesis are interlined.— The wife of the present parish clerk knew the sister of Martha very well , and ...
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Edwin, and Emma [A Poem, by D. Mallet]. Illustr. by G. Arnald David Mallet,David Edwin Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2016 |
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alluded Amid beautiful bell Beneath blaft bliſs BODLEIAN 6 FEB BOWES CHURCH break buried cheek church-yard clerk cold collect color COPIES cry'd Curate of Bowes daughter Hannah defired died EDWIN and E M M EDWIN AND EMMA ETCHED event expired fair fame Father FEB 1960 LIBRARY feel flame fong fortune foul grave hearing heart heaven ILLUSTRATED knew known laſt late letter live London lover maiden March Mark Martha melancholy memorial mention mother's motive neighbour night o'er opportunity ORIGINAL EDITION pale parents PARISH paſt plain poem posed POSTSCRIPT present preserve pride Printed PUBLISHED quickly Railton REGISTER REMAINING residence scene ſee ſeen ſhe Sifter spot ſpreading ſtand standing Stanemore thro vale wept Whoſe wife wind wiſh Wrightſon Yorkſhire young
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6. oldal - The father too, a sordid man, Who love nor pity knew, Was all-unfeeling as the clod, From whence his riches grew.
13. oldal - Wrightson, his wife, and particularly their crooked daughter Hannah, flouted at the maiden, and treated her with notable contempt. For they held it as a maxim, and a rustic one it is, that blood was nothing without groats.
14. oldal - She was civilly received by the mother, who bid her welcome — when it was too late. But her daughter Hannah lay at his back, to cut them off from all opportunity of exchanging their thoughts. At her return home, on hearing the bell toll out for his departure, she screamed aloud that her heart was burst, and expired some moments after. The then Curate of Bowes...
4. oldal - There beauteous EMMA flourifh'd fair Beneath a mother's eye, Whofe only wifh on earth was now To fee her bleft, and die. The fofteft blufh that nature fpreads Gave colour to her cheek ; Such orient colour fmiles thro' heav'n When May's fweet mornings break.
13. oldal - Mr. Copperthwaite, at Marrick. WORTHY SIR, * * * As to the affair mentioned in yours; it happened long before my time. I have therefore been obliged to consult my Clerk, and another person in the neighbourhood, for the truth of that melancholy event. The history of it is as follows. The family name of the young man was Wrightson ; of the young maiden, Railton.
5. oldal - And though by all a wonder own'd, Yet knew not she was fair. Till Edwin came, the pride of swains, A soul devoid of art ; And from whose eye, serenely mild, Shone forth the feeling heart.
11. oldal - That angel-faee no more, XXIV. I feel, I feel this breaking heart Beat high againft my fide — From her white arm down funk her head ; She fhivering figh'd, and dy'd.
5. oldal - What happy hours of heartfelt blifs, Did love on both beftow ! But blifs too mighty long to laft, Where fortune proves a foe.
6. oldal - Deny'd her fight, he oft behind The fpreading hawthorn crept, • To fnatch a glance, to mark the fpot Where EMMA walk'd and wept. Oft...