The Hobart Town Magazine, Volume 3H. Melville, 1834 - Tasmania |
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Page 71
... Isabel St. Clair . Her beautiful dark hair hung in luxuriant negli- gence over her sweet and lovely features , and ornaments of a most costly and elegant description , were spread out on a brightly polished rose - wood dressing table ...
... Isabel St. Clair . Her beautiful dark hair hung in luxuriant negli- gence over her sweet and lovely features , and ornaments of a most costly and elegant description , were spread out on a brightly polished rose - wood dressing table ...
Page 72
... Isabel , the existence of a degree of supe- riority infinitely above his assumed station ; and the delicate and ... Isabel's growing attachment to Edgar Walton could not long remain concealed ; and although his love for his child was ...
... Isabel , the existence of a degree of supe- riority infinitely above his assumed station ; and the delicate and ... Isabel's growing attachment to Edgar Walton could not long remain concealed ; and although his love for his child was ...
Page 73
... Isabel , my love , how long have I deserved to lose your confidence ? " " Confidence ! " gasped Isabel , " what does my dear father mean ? " " Isabel ! " continued Mr. St. Clair , mournfully , " you deceive me ! " " Deceive you - my ...
... Isabel , my love , how long have I deserved to lose your confidence ? " " Confidence ! " gasped Isabel , " what does my dear father mean ? " " Isabel ! " continued Mr. St. Clair , mournfully , " you deceive me ! " " Deceive you - my ...
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... Isabel to the Governor and his suite , and having intro- duced her , he conducted her to an adjoining seat . More than one forward young man immediately solicited an introduction , but the fond father , unwilling to urge his daughter to ...
... Isabel to the Governor and his suite , and having intro- duced her , he conducted her to an adjoining seat . More than one forward young man immediately solicited an introduction , but the fond father , unwilling to urge his daughter to ...
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... Isabel ; his unmeaning prattle fell list- lessly on her ears , and even pained her with its pompous inanity . Her thoughts were far away from the festive scene , and , nothing but her own innate reverence for good manners , would have ...
... Isabel ; his unmeaning prattle fell list- lessly on her ears , and even pained her with its pompous inanity . Her thoughts were far away from the festive scene , and , nothing but her own innate reverence for good manners , would have ...
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Page 187 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Page 159 - Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened, The birds began to sing; Was not that a dainty dish To set before the king!
Page 46 - And now we might add something concerning a certain most subtle Spirit which pervades and lies hid in all gross bodies...
Page 45 - I have heard That guilty creatures, sitting at a play, Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Page 196 - It is good to be merry and wise, It is good to be honest and true, It is good to be off with the old love Before you are on with the new.
Page 158 - It is a father's tale. But if that Heaven Should give me life, his childhood shall grow up Familiar with these songs, that with the night He may associate joy ! — Once more, farewell, Sweet nightingale ! Once more, my friends, farewell...
Page 29 - Tis sweet to hear the merry lark, That bids a blithe good-morrow; But sweeter to hark, in the twinkling dark, To the soothing song of sorrow. Oh nightingale! What doth she ail? And is she sad or jolly? For ne'er on earth was sound of mirth So like to melancholy. The merry lark, he soars on high, No worldly thought o'ertakes him; He sings aloud to the clear blue sky, And the daylight that awakes him.
Page 218 - TAFFY was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief; Taffy came to my house and stole a piece of beef; I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not at home ; Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow-bone.
Page 155 - I could distinguish by a telescope every sail, the general rig of the ship, and its particular character; insomuch that I confidently pronounced it to be my father's ship the Fame, which it afterwards proved to be; though, on comparing notes with my father, I found that our relative position at the time gave our distance from one another very nearly thirty miles, being about seventeen miles beyond the horizon, and some leagues beyond the limit of direct vision.
Page 158 - He knows well The evening -star; and once, when he awoke In most distressful mood (some inward pain Had made up that strange thing, an infant's dream -) I hurried with him to our...