The Companion, Temas1-29Hunt and Clarke, 1828 - 432 páginas |
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... eye for his own comfort and muffins , -a Lord Mayor's Fool , who loved " everything that was good ; " and Columbine is the boarding - school girl , ripe for running away with , and making a dance of it all the way from Chelsea to Gretna ...
... eye for his own comfort and muffins , -a Lord Mayor's Fool , who loved " everything that was good ; " and Columbine is the boarding - school girl , ripe for running away with , and making a dance of it all the way from Chelsea to Gretna ...
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... eyes ; and all , male and female , to study their most unstudied excellencies , and behave " You dog ! " says as if there was no such thing as a critic in life . Sir Anthony Absolute ; " if you have not been lying and cheating your ...
... eyes ; and all , male and female , to study their most unstudied excellencies , and behave " You dog ! " says as if there was no such thing as a critic in life . Sir Anthony Absolute ; " if you have not been lying and cheating your ...
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... eyes . criticise the ladies in the boxes ; and the more she admires them , the more we find herself the lovelier . May we add , that ladies in the pit , this cold weather , have still more attractions than usual ; and that it is cruel ...
... eyes . criticise the ladies in the boxes ; and the more she admires them , the more we find herself the lovelier . May we add , that ladies in the pit , this cold weather , have still more attractions than usual ; and that it is cruel ...
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... eyes ; and finally , in comes Mr " Atkins , " with a thousand memories on his head , - husband that was of a pretty little singer some twenty years back , now gone , heaven knows where , like a blackbird . It seemed Yet we wrong in ...
... eyes ; and finally , in comes Mr " Atkins , " with a thousand memories on his head , - husband that was of a pretty little singer some twenty years back , now gone , heaven knows where , like a blackbird . It seemed Yet we wrong in ...
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... soul ! Dor . My mistress did not shut her eyes all night . The fever hindered her from getting a wink of sleep , and we were obliged to watch by her till morning . Org . And Tartuffe ! Dor . Tartuffe , happy THE COMPANION . 23.
... soul ! Dor . My mistress did not shut her eyes all night . The fever hindered her from getting a wink of sleep , and we were obliged to watch by her till morning . Org . And Tartuffe ! Dor . Tartuffe , happy THE COMPANION . 23.
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Página 93 - Her finger was so small, the ring Would not stay on, which they did bring ; It was too wide a peck : And to say truth, for out it must, It look'd like the great collar (just) About our young colt's neck. Her feet beneath her petticoat, Like little mice, stole in and out, As if they fear'd the light : But oh ! she dances such a way — No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight...
Página 239 - Now the bright morning star, Day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Página 92 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Página 401 - Yet more, the Depths have more! — What wealth untold Far down, and shining through their stillness lies! Thou hast the starry gems, the burning gold, Won from ten thousand royal Argosies. — Sweep o'er thy spoils, thou wild and wrathful Main!
Página 104 - Out upon it, I have loved Three whole days together! And am like to love three more, If it prove fair weather. Time shall moult away his wings Ere he shall discover In the whole wide world again Such a constant lover.
Página 271 - Seasons" does not contain a single new image of external nature; and scarcely presents a familiar one from which it can be .inferred that the eye of the Poet had been steadily fixed upon his object, much less that his feelings had urged him to work upon it in the spirit of genuine imagination.
Página 90 - T1s now, since I sat down before That foolish fort, a heart, (Time strangely spent !) a year and more, And still I did my part : Made my approaches, from her hand Unto her lip did rise ; And did already understand The language of her eyes : Proceeded on with no less art, (My tongue was engineer;) I thought to undermine the heart By whispering in the ear. When this did nothing, I brought down Great cannon-oaths, and shot A thousand thousand to the town, And still it yielded not.
Página 250 - A noble heart doth teach a virtuous scorn, To scorn to owe a duty overlong ; To scorn to be for benefits forborne, To scorn to lie, to scorn to do a wrong. To scorn to bear an injury in mind, To scorn a free-born heart slave-like to bind.
Página 271 - ... feels, And no fierce light disturbs, whilst it reveals ; But silent musings urge the mind to seek Something too high for syllables to speak ; Till the free soul to a...
Página 404 - To Hounslow Heath I point, and Banstead Down ; Thence comes your mutton, and these chicks my own.