Belle Assemblée: Or, Court and Fashionable Magazine; Containing Interesting and Original Literature, and Records of the Beau-mondeJ. Bell, 1826 - Women |
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... head , O England's flower ! wert gather'd to the dead ? But thou didst teach us . Thou to every heart Faith's lofty lesson didst thyself impart ! When fled the hope thro ' all thy pangs which smil'd , When thy young bosom , o'er thy ...
... head , O England's flower ! wert gather'd to the dead ? But thou didst teach us . Thou to every heart Faith's lofty lesson didst thyself impart ! When fled the hope thro ' all thy pangs which smil'd , When thy young bosom , o'er thy ...
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... head of cheek , whose whiteness was stained with Captain Tancred , who , at the same mo- blood . Her eyes were closed , yet on ment , discharged his blunderbuss . One the lids still lay a few glittering tears , the ball entered the ...
... head of cheek , whose whiteness was stained with Captain Tancred , who , at the same mo- blood . Her eyes were closed , yet on ment , discharged his blunderbuss . One the lids still lay a few glittering tears , the ball entered the ...
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... head , had been that travellers might know where and from preparing themselves for the arrival of a what quarter succour was likely to arrive . stranger ; and as that holy fraternity , like On the present occasion this welcome har- the ...
... head , had been that travellers might know where and from preparing themselves for the arrival of a what quarter succour was likely to arrive . stranger ; and as that holy fraternity , like On the present occasion this welcome har- the ...
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... head to foot with a sort of sities was absent . As Edward stood gazing || nameless dread of some future but inde- upon the furniture , and other appurte- finite calamity , until roused by the voice of nances of this forlorn apartment ...
... head to foot with a sort of sities was absent . As Edward stood gazing || nameless dread of some future but inde- upon the furniture , and other appurte- finite calamity , until roused by the voice of nances of this forlorn apartment ...
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... hid , for a moment , her wild and troubled counte- nance ; and when she again raised her head , she looked calm - fearfully and terribly ball at the country town . An exile in so 18 SKETCHES FROM MY DIARY . Sketches from my Dairy -No I.
... hid , for a moment , her wild and troubled counte- nance ; and when she again raised her head , she looked calm - fearfully and terribly ball at the country town . An exile in so 18 SKETCHES FROM MY DIARY . Sketches from my Dairy -No I.
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Page 159 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Page 85 - The Spanish fleet thou canst not see — because — It is not yet in sight !
Page 255 - And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep ; A shade that follows wealth or fame, And leaves the wretch to weep...
Page 117 - Who hath sent out the wild ass free? or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass? Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings. He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver. The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.
Page 173 - He was the finest mule we had, and, on that account, had twice as much to carry as any of the others. With his nose to the ground, literally smelling his way, he walked gently on, often changing the position of his feet, if he found the ground would not bear, until he came to the bad part of the Pass, when he stopped ; but the peons threw stones at him, and he continued his path in safety, and several others followed.
Page 266 - Not there, not there, my child!" " Is it far away, in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold ? — Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand ? — Is it there, sweet mother! that better land?" — " Not there, not there, my child ! " Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy!
Page 302 - Its weleome music shed, And find within his lonely halls The silence of the dead ; To look, unconsciously, for her, The chosen and the chief Of earthly joys — and look in vain — THIS is a Father's grief. To stand beside the sufferer's couch, While life is ebbing fast ; To mark that once...
Page 173 - At last a young mule, carrying a portmanteau, with two large sacks of provisions, and many other things, in passing the bad point, struck his load against the rock, which knocked his two...
Page 266 - Mother, oh ! where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it, and weep no more ? Is it where the flower of the orange blows, And the fire-flies dance through the myrtle boughs? Not there, not there, my child.
Page 173 - The drove of mules now came in sight, one following another: a few were carrying no burdens, but the rest were either mounted or heavily laden. As soon as the leading mule came to the commencement of the Pass, he stopped, evidently unwilling to proceed, and of course all the rest stopped also. " He was the finest mule we had, and, on that account, had twice as much to carry as any of the others. With his nose to the ground, literally smelling his way, he walked gently on, often changing the position...