The Schoolmaster, and Edinburgh Weekly Magazine, Volúmenes1-2John Anderson [for John Johnstone], 1832 |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 100
Página 11
... poor fellow ? " — " None , Tracey , none ! " cried the Colonel , in great agitation ! " We have ordered him an additional hundred for his second sally ; " - and he hastily passed on . The poor girl fell into the arms of her father ; and ...
... poor fellow ? " — " None , Tracey , none ! " cried the Colonel , in great agitation ! " We have ordered him an additional hundred for his second sally ; " - and he hastily passed on . The poor girl fell into the arms of her father ; and ...
Página 12
... poor sufferer , who One evening , after having continued dumb and sullen , his head wrapt in the bed- clothes , Norman tried to work on his generous temper by reproach and upbraiding . " This cannot be that gay good - natured Bourke ...
... poor sufferer , who One evening , after having continued dumb and sullen , his head wrapt in the bed- clothes , Norman tried to work on his generous temper by reproach and upbraiding . " This cannot be that gay good - natured Bourke ...
Página 15
... poor ignorant genuinely Irish we ever met with ; and we pretend to some craythurs like you can't see how the very air is full of evil knowledge of Ireland , to which we hope the SCHOOL MAS - spirits things that go buzzing about like ...
... poor ignorant genuinely Irish we ever met with ; and we pretend to some craythurs like you can't see how the very air is full of evil knowledge of Ireland , to which we hope the SCHOOL MAS - spirits things that go buzzing about like ...
Página 16
... poor aged women , living on parochial charity in Salford . " My father and mother , " said the eldest of them , " were spinners by hand like all the vil- lagers at that time in Lancashire , of whom thousands abounded through the country ...
... poor aged women , living on parochial charity in Salford . " My father and mother , " said the eldest of them , " were spinners by hand like all the vil- lagers at that time in Lancashire , of whom thousands abounded through the country ...
Página 24
... poor , he would deserve no compassion , because he is the creator of his own misery , and happiness was in his power ... poor , but by preventing the citizens from becoming poor . The term equality , does not mean that individuals should ...
... poor , he would deserve no compassion , because he is the creator of his own misery , and happiness was in his power ... poor , but by preventing the citizens from becoming poor . The term equality , does not mean that individuals should ...
Contenido
86 | |
94 | |
113 | |
120 | |
128 | |
136 | |
176 | |
183 | |
190 | |
191 | |
207 | |
208 | |
216 | |
230 | |
243 | |
254 | |
264 | |
270 | |
277 | |
279 | |
283 | |
285 | |
288 | |
295 | |
302 | |
309 | |
312 | |
320 | |
327 | |
328 | |
336 | |
339 | |
88 | |
96 | |
104 | |
120 | |
128 | |
144 | |
151 | |
159 | |
205 | |
212 | |
239 | |
277 | |
326 | |
355 | |
360 | |
369 | |
379 | |
389 | |
392 | |
416 | |
7 | |
26 | |
41 | |
54 | |
1 | |
19 | |
42 | |
50 | |
52 | |
71 | |
74 | |
94 | |
Términos y frases comunes
appeared barn owl beautiful better body Booksellers called character child Chinsura church COBBETT Comte d'Artois Corn Laws Crichton Castle cried delight door dress East Lothian Edinburgh effect Eildon Hills England eyes Fanny father feelings gentleman girl give Glasgow hand happy heard heart heat honour horses hour Jack Taylor JOHN JOHNSTONE JOHN MACLEOD kind King labour lady land Lewellyn lived look Lord Lord Thurlow manner marriage Mary ment mind minister morning mother nature never night passed person pleasure political poor present replied rich Rosalie SCHOOLMASTER Scotland seen servant Sir Walter Sir Walter Scott society soon spirit sure tell Theodore thing thou thought THREE-HALFPENCE tion took town turn whole wife WILLIAM COBBETT woman words young
Pasajes populares
Página 273 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white ; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory...
Página 30 - Ho ! maidens of Vienna ; ho ! matrons of Lucerne ; Weep, weep, and rend your hair for those who never shall return. Ho ! Philip, send, for charity, thy Mexican pistoles, That Antwerp monks may sing a mass for thy poor spearmen's souls.
Página 290 - Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number, Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you — Ye are many — they are few.
Página 82 - The community is a fictitious body, composed of the individual persons who are considered as constituting as it were its members. The interest of the community then is, what? — the sum of the interests of the several members who compose it.
Página 298 - Equity is a roguish thing; for law we have a measure, know what to trust to; equity is according to the conscience of him that is Chancellor, and as that is larger or narrower, so is equity. 'Tis all one as if they should make the standard for the measure we call a foot, a Chancellor's foot; what an uncertain measure would this be!
Página 30 - Bartholomew," was passed from man to man ; But out spake gentle Henry, "No Frenchman is my foe : Down, down with every foreigner, but let your brethren go.
Página 290 - Tis to work and have such pay As just keeps life from day to day In your limbs, as in a cell For the tyrants...
Página 30 - D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, "Remember St. Bartholomew,
Página 30 - Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land ! And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand ; And, as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's...
Página 268 - The time would e'er be o'er, And I on thee should look my last, And thou shouldst smile no more! And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again ; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain ! But when I speak— thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st unsaid...