The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Volumen24Joseph Rogerson |
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... delight . Though fairer flowers than round us bloom Time grant unto our sighs , The gorgeous tints , the rare perfume We may no longer prize . " Gather the rose - buds while ye may ; " They may not charm another day ! " Gather the rose ...
... delight . Though fairer flowers than round us bloom Time grant unto our sighs , The gorgeous tints , the rare perfume We may no longer prize . " Gather the rose - buds while ye may ; " They may not charm another day ! " Gather the rose ...
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... delightful ; but gradually lassitude and ennui stole over him , his hours lagged slowly and heavily past , and he wearied ... delight which this little being would bring them ; and of laying down plans for the education of this eagerly ...
... delightful ; but gradually lassitude and ennui stole over him , his hours lagged slowly and heavily past , and he wearied ... delight which this little being would bring them ; and of laying down plans for the education of this eagerly ...
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... delight as the sole present relative of the orphan girl , for she beheld the spacious and crowded theatre , the Chevalier's departure and his wife's death the throng of elegantly attired men and women , had been so sudden , that no one ...
... delight as the sole present relative of the orphan girl , for she beheld the spacious and crowded theatre , the Chevalier's departure and his wife's death the throng of elegantly attired men and women , had been so sudden , that no one ...
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... delight at finding him- self thus unexpectedly near her he loved , the young Marquis recollected the impropriety of ... delightful it must be thus to express all the thoughts which often crowded her mind , connecting some idea with each ...
... delight at finding him- self thus unexpectedly near her he loved , the young Marquis recollected the impropriety of ... delightful it must be thus to express all the thoughts which often crowded her mind , connecting some idea with each ...
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... delight . No- to the sodgering , he's gude eneuch to be shot body was ever so beautiful , so good , so affec- at , and sense eneuch to rin awa ' if the warst tionate as Kirsty , said both mother and father ; comes to the warst , but he ...
... delight . No- to the sodgering , he's gude eneuch to be shot body was ever so beautiful , so good , so affec- at , and sense eneuch to rin awa ' if the warst tionate as Kirsty , said both mother and father ; comes to the warst , but he ...
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admiration appeared battle of Torgau beautiful black lace bless Boadicea breath bright brow Camden Town Catharine Charles Hamblin cheek child colour corsage dark daughter dear death deep delight Don Ferdinand Doria dream dress Durazzo Ebba Eleanora Elfrida exclaimed eyes face fancy father fear feel felt flowers gaze Genoa gentle girl grace GRACE AGUILAR hand happy hath heard heart heaven honour hope hour husband Isabella lace lady light lips look marabouts Marie marriage ment mind Miss morning mother muslin never night o'er once pale passed passementerie passion Phebe poor Purgatory of Suicides racter redingote replied rich robe rose Rossini round satin scarcely scene seemed smile song sorrow soul spirit stood sweet taffeta tears thee thou thought tion trimmed truth trysting tree Valenciennes lace velvet voice wife wild woman words young youth
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Página 37 - Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat — Found the one gift of which fortune bereft us, Lost all the others, she lets us devote ; They, with the gold to give, doled him out silver, So much was theirs who so little allowed : How all our copper had gone for his service ! Rags, — were they purple, his heart had been proud...
Página 213 - We must not make a scare-crow of the law, ' Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
Página 37 - We that had loved him so, followed him, honoured him, Lived in his mild and magnificent eye, Learned his great language, caught his clear accents, Made him our pattern to live and to die ! Shakespeare was of us, Milton was for us, Burns, Shelley, were with us, — they watch from their graves ! He alone breaks from the van and the freemen, He alone sinks to the rear and the slaves...
Página 122 - See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.
Página 37 - One more devils'-triumph and sorrow for angels, One wrong more to man, one more insult to God ! Life's night begins : let him never come back to us ! There would be doubt, hesitation and pain, Forced praise on our part — the glimmer of twilight, Never glad confident morning again...
Página 122 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Página 271 - For over all there hung a cloud of fear ; A sense of mystery the spirit daunted, And said, as plain as whisper in the ear, The place is haunted...
Página 126 - Here the self-torturing sophist, wild Rousseau, The apostle of Affliction, he who threw Enchantment over passion, and from woe Wrung overwhelming eloquence, first drew The breath which made him wretched ; yet he knew How to make madness beautiful, and cast O'er erring deeds and thoughts a heavenly hue Of words, like sunbeams, dazzling as they past The eyes, which o'er them shed tears feelingly and fast.
Página 28 - Who was her father? Who was her mother? Had she a sister? Had she a brother? Or was there a dearer one Still, and a nearer one Yet than all other? Alas! for the rarity Of Christian charity Under the sun ! Oh! it was pitiful! Near a whole city full Home she had none.
Página 62 - And dazzle not thy deep-blue eyes; but, oh! While gazing on them sterner eyes will gush, And into mine my mother's weakness rush, Soft as the last drops round heaven's airy bow. For, through thy long dark lashes, low depending, The soul of melancholy Gentleness Gleams like a seraph from the sky descending, Above...