Bentley's Miscellany, Volumen26Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1849 |
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... light . " After he withdrew , those below mused over the next step to be taken , and debated how the letter could , in the first instance , have been secreted . It was suggested that mere carelessness might have caused the difficulty ...
... light . " After he withdrew , those below mused over the next step to be taken , and debated how the letter could , in the first instance , have been secreted . It was suggested that mere carelessness might have caused the difficulty ...
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... light , the carpets traced In the rich looms of Persia , folding dark O'er sofa and luxurious ottoman ! I saw but her , her royal loveliness , Mingling with winning girlhood , as she smiled , And bade me sit beside her . Downward rolled ...
... light , the carpets traced In the rich looms of Persia , folding dark O'er sofa and luxurious ottoman ! I saw but her , her royal loveliness , Mingling with winning girlhood , as she smiled , And bade me sit beside her . Downward rolled ...
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... light fell strongly on her per- son . She was in the prime of womanhood ; every feature of her face every glance of her proud eye , every movement of her stately form spoke majestic and dazzling beauty . The other female seemed a Ro ...
... light fell strongly on her per- son . She was in the prime of womanhood ; every feature of her face every glance of her proud eye , every movement of her stately form spoke majestic and dazzling beauty . The other female seemed a Ro ...
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... light of my soul , why hast thou left me ! " cried Stratonice , with wild vehemence . The mother calmed her strong excitement , until Stratonice knelt at her feet , and leaned upon her bosom , trembling like an infant , but composed ...
... light of my soul , why hast thou left me ! " cried Stratonice , with wild vehemence . The mother calmed her strong excitement , until Stratonice knelt at her feet , and leaned upon her bosom , trembling like an infant , but composed ...
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... light and day , and a vague feeling of remorse and pity for the innocence she was about to betray stole over her . But then came the agonizing memory of Cleomenes and his love -and the girl pressed her hands wildly to her heart as if to ...
... light and day , and a vague feeling of remorse and pity for the innocence she was about to betray stole over her . But then came the agonizing memory of Cleomenes and his love -and the girl pressed her hands wildly to her heart as if to ...
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Página 87 - God Almighty first planted a garden; and, indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross handyworks...
Página 339 - And if thou wilt make me an altar of stone, thou shalt not build it of hewn stone: for if thou lift up thy tool upon it, thou hast polluted it.
Página 599 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Página 89 - Yet there happened, in my time, one noble speaker who was full of gravity in his speaking. His language, where he could spare, or pass by, a jest, was nobly censorious. No man ever spake more neatly, more pressly, more weightily, or suffered less emptiness, less idleness, in what he uttered. No member of his speech but consisted of his own graces. His hearers could not cough, or look aside from him, without loss. He commanded where he spoke...
Página 398 - That very time I saw, but thou couldst not, Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Página 604 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung ; Silence was pleased : now glowed the firmament With living sapphires : Hesperus, that led The starry host, rode brightest, till the moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length, Apparent queen, unveiled her peerless light, And o'er the...
Página 644 - Throw yourself rather, my dear Sir, from the steep Tarpeian rock, slap-dash headlong upon iron spikes. If you have but five consolatory minutes between the desk and the bed, make much of them, and live a century in them, rather than turn slave to the booksellers.
Página 623 - I defy thee, I, and thy stable of hobby-horses. I pay for my ground, as well as thou dost: an...
Página 93 - I have as vast contemplative ends as I have moderate civil ends, for I have taken all knowledge to be my province...
Página 519 - I demand of your lordship, the justice of believing me to be with the greatest respect, My Lord, Your lordship's most obedient, and most obliged humble servant, JON.