London Society: An Illustrated Magazine of Light and Amusing Literature for the Hours of Relaxation, Volume 1William Clowes and Sons, 1862 |
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... called . The amiable king who dreaded being left alone the night his poor faithful loving wife died , for fear he should see a spirit , ' came here and sighed that he could not instead be breathing the air of his own beloved Hanover . B ...
... called . The amiable king who dreaded being left alone the night his poor faithful loving wife died , for fear he should see a spirit , ' came here and sighed that he could not instead be breathing the air of his own beloved Hanover . B ...
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... called him must have been hard to bear , yet that sentence from his mother's lips was surely harder . In the years between 1798 and 1816 , Beau Brummel and his set adorned the Park . He came here frequently did the kind beau - to show ...
... called him must have been hard to bear , yet that sentence from his mother's lips was surely harder . In the years between 1798 and 1816 , Beau Brummel and his set adorned the Park . He came here frequently did the kind beau - to show ...
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... called English gauze is impervious to the sharpest of eyes ; but her feet - oh ! they are beautiful ! -so small - so small . ' A woman who systematically hides her face and shows her feet , my poor friend , does not promise well . ' But ...
... called English gauze is impervious to the sharpest of eyes ; but her feet - oh ! they are beautiful ! -so small - so small . ' A woman who systematically hides her face and shows her feet , my poor friend , does not promise well . ' But ...
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... called for sacrifice : he must drudge and struggle . Drudge he did at por- traits in oil . Vanity , stinginess , stu- pidity , self - conceit , paid him forty francs for their semblances . There was one man who had five likenesses taken ...
... called for sacrifice : he must drudge and struggle . Drudge he did at por- traits in oil . Vanity , stinginess , stu- pidity , self - conceit , paid him forty francs for their semblances . There was one man who had five likenesses taken ...
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... called a window . ' " You may kiss your hand ' - Romeo no longer used the familiar , friendly , thou ' and thee ' - for ' I know the measure of your imperti- nence , and yet have no right to boast of the acquaintance of Mademoiselle ...
... called a window . ' " You may kiss your hand ' - Romeo no longer used the familiar , friendly , thou ' and thee ' - for ' I know the measure of your imperti- nence , and yet have no right to boast of the acquaintance of Mademoiselle ...
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Page 256 - A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, And own no other function : each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Page 140 - ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE UNDERNEATH this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse: Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother: Death, ere thou hast slain another Fair, and learned, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Page 42 - ... with a tale, forsooth, he cometh unto you, with a tale which holdeth children from play and old men from the chimney corner...
Page 351 - For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Page 44 - There were hills, which garnished their proud heights with stately trees ; humble valleys, whose base estate^ seemed comforted with the refreshing of silver rivers; meadows, enamelled with all sorts of eye-pleasing flowers ; thickets, which being lined with most pleasant shade were witnessed so...
Page 42 - Now therein of all sciences (I speak still of human, and according to the humane conceits) is our poet the monarch. For he doth not only show the way, but giveth so sweet a prospect into the way, as will entice any man to enter into it.
Page 78 - Is nearest unto heaven: quiet coves His soul has in its Autumn, when his wings He furleth close; contented so to look On mists in idleness — to let fair things Pass by unheeded as a threshold brook. He has his Winter too of pale misfeature, Or else he would forego his mortal nature.
Page 264 - Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face ; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Page 44 - ... comfort ; here a shepherd's boy piping, as though he should never be old ; there a young shepherdess knitting, and withal singing, and it seemed that her voice comforted her hands to work and her hands kept time to her voice-music.
Page 150 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.