New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Volumen 94Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth E. W. Allen, 1852 |
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... doors at ten o'clock at night , and to see , as far as may be , that on Sunday the opera- tives attend some place of public worship . All persons working in a mill are compelled to lodge in one of its boarding - houses , unless they ...
... doors at ten o'clock at night , and to see , as far as may be , that on Sunday the opera- tives attend some place of public worship . All persons working in a mill are compelled to lodge in one of its boarding - houses , unless they ...
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... door opened , and the phlegmatic Mr. Corns appeared , with a green bag under his arm . " Your servant , Mr. Hall - Mr . Thomas Hall , that's to say , " said the aggravator , ducking his head , little dreaming of the blessings Tom had ...
... door opened , and the phlegmatic Mr. Corns appeared , with a green bag under his arm . " Your servant , Mr. Hall - Mr . Thomas Hall , that's to say , " said the aggravator , ducking his head , little dreaming of the blessings Tom had ...
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... door with a dash . " Who is it ? " exclaimed Mrs. Hall , rushing breathless to the window , which was nearly on a level with a cardinal - like hatted monster , enve- loped in the party - coloured shawls and upper coats of a coachman ...
... door with a dash . " Who is it ? " exclaimed Mrs. Hall , rushing breathless to the window , which was nearly on a level with a cardinal - like hatted monster , enve- loped in the party - coloured shawls and upper coats of a coachman ...
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... door . " Room inside ! " roared the colonel , pointing downwards with his whip , as Tom appeared ; and while Mrs. Hall was congratulating herself that he would ride safe , the draught caused by the opening of the coach- door floated ...
... door . " Room inside ! " roared the colonel , pointing downwards with his whip , as Tom appeared ; and while Mrs. Hall was congratulating herself that he would ride safe , the draught caused by the opening of the coach- door floated ...
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... door ; and thirdly , the tight - laced ones , such as old Miss Fozington , who would not even enter the park , and merely took a drive " that way " to take the chance of seeing the hounds , with which , somehow or another , they ...
... door ; and thirdly , the tight - laced ones , such as old Miss Fozington , who would not even enter the park , and merely took a drive " that way " to take the chance of seeing the hounds , with which , somehow or another , they ...
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Página 215 - Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there, The fix'd yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill/ changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy...
Página 215 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers...
Página 161 - It was the first thing in the morning and the last thing at night, till I confess it began to be something of a bore to me.
Página 283 - mid blossoms straying, Where Hope clung feeding like a bee, — Both were mine! Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy When I was young! When I was young? — Ah, woful When! Ah, for the change 'twixt Now and Then!
Página 373 - Par ma foi, il ya plus de quarante ans que je dis de la prose, sans que j'en susse rien; et je vous suis le plus obligé du monde de m'avoir appris cela.
Página 204 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Página 286 - Besides, it was talk not flowing any-whither like a river, but spreading every-whither in inextricable currents and regurgitations like a lake or sea ; terribly deficient in definite goal or aim, nay often in logical intelligibility ; what you were to believe or do, on any earthly or heavenly thing, obstinately refusing to appear from it.
Página 13 - On this question of principle, while actual suffering was yet afar off, they raised their flag against a power, to which, for purposes of foreign conquest and subjugation, Rome, in the height of her glory, is not to be compared ; a power which has dotted over the surface of the whole globe with her possessions and military posts, whose morning drum-beat, following the sun, and keeping company with the hours, circles the earth with one continuous and unbroken strain of the martial airs of England.
Página 358 - Nor will men persist in confounding, any more than God confounds, with genuine infidelity and an atheism of the heart those passionate impatient struggles of a boy towards distant truth and love, made in the dark, and ended by one sweep of the natural seas before the full moral sunrise could shine out on him.
Página 410 - I SEE the wealthy miller yet, His double chin, his portly size, And who that knew him could forget The busy wrinkles round his eyes ? The slow wise smile that, round about His dusty forehead drily curl'd, Seem'd half- within and half- without, And full of dealings with the world...