Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 7W. Blackwood., 1820 |
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... Mrs Pringle to Miss Mally Glencairn . " " tion as to the particulars of the re- sidue . " It was therefore determined that , as soon as the requisite arrange- ments could be made , the Doctor and Mrs Pringle should set out for the ...
... Mrs Pringle to Miss Mally Glencairn . " " tion as to the particulars of the re- sidue . " It was therefore determined that , as soon as the requisite arrange- ments could be made , the Doctor and Mrs Pringle should set out for the ...
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... Miss Mally , your sinsare friend . JANET PRINGLE . The Doctor being of opinion that , until they had something in hand from the legacy , they should walk in the paths of moderation , it was resolved to proceed by the coach from Irvine ...
... Miss Mally , your sinsare friend . JANET PRINGLE . The Doctor being of opinion that , until they had something in hand from the legacy , they should walk in the paths of moderation , it was resolved to proceed by the coach from Irvine ...
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• The administration of the Sacrament . Mrs Pringle to Miss Mally Glen- bag , by the. steam boat for Glasgow . I had mis- givings about the engine , which is really a thing of great docility ; but saving my concern for the boiler , we ...
• The administration of the Sacrament . Mrs Pringle to Miss Mally Glen- bag , by the. steam boat for Glasgow . I had mis- givings about the engine , which is really a thing of great docility ; but saving my concern for the boiler , we ...
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Mrs Pringle to Miss Mally Glen- bag , by the pound , which would be a Andrew Pringle , Esq . to the Revd . visit. the honours of the sitting , who all sympathized with the greatest sincerity in the sufferings which their minister and his ...
Mrs Pringle to Miss Mally Glen- bag , by the pound , which would be a Andrew Pringle , Esq . to the Revd . visit. the honours of the sitting , who all sympathized with the greatest sincerity in the sufferings which their minister and his ...
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... Miss Mally , that those present , who had received letters from the Pringles , should read them for the benefit of the company . This was no doubt a preconcerted scheme between her and Miss Isa- bella Tod , to hear what Mr Andrew ...
... Miss Mally , that those present , who had received letters from the Pringles , should read them for the benefit of the company . This was no doubt a preconcerted scheme between her and Miss Isa- bella Tod , to hear what Mr Andrew ...
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Page 184 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome! those caves of ice!
Page 419 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Page 311 - O'er untravelled seas to roam, — Yet lives the blood of England in our veins ! And shall we not proclaim That blood of honest fame, Which no tyranny can tame By its chains...
Page 419 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop and the big wars That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell, Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, <i The royal banner and all quality, Pride, pomp and circumstance of glorious war...
Page 161 - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
Page 314 - As to the family, they always entered in. at the gate, and most generally lived in the kitchen. To have seen a numerous household assembled around the fire, one would have imagined that he was transported back to those happy days of primeval simplicity, which float before our imaginations like golden visions. The fireplaces were of a truly patriarchal magnitude...
Page 284 - THE FANCY: A Selection from the Poetical Remains of the late Peter Corcoran, of Gray's Inn, student at law. With a brief Memoir of his life.
Page 153 - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
Page 154 - And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast : There shall the morn her earliest tears bestow, There the first roses of the year shall blow ; While angels with their silver wings o'ershade The ground, now sacred by thy reliques made.
Page 314 - ... worn out by the very precautions taken for its preservation. The whole house was constantly in a state of inundation, under the discipline of mops and brooms and scrubbingbrushes; and the good housewives of those days were a kind of amphibious animal, delighting exceedingly to be dabbling in water, — insomuch that an historian of the day gravely tells us, that many of his townswomen grew to have webbed fingers like unto a duck...