Belle Assemblée: Or, Court and Fashionable Magazine; Containing Interesting and Original Literature, and Records of the Beau-mondeJ. Bell, 1826 |
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... death of his brother Henry , and was ancestor of Sir Frederick Fletcher Vane , Bart . ; -5 . Lionel , Secretary to Frederick , Prince of Wales , father of our late Sovereign ; -and eight other chil- dren . ment was effected , and a ...
... death of his brother Henry , and was ancestor of Sir Frederick Fletcher Vane , Bart . ; -5 . Lionel , Secretary to Frederick , Prince of Wales , father of our late Sovereign ; -and eight other chil- dren . ment was effected , and a ...
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... death ) in the year 1791. + The offspring of this marriage was an only daughter , Frances Anne , now Marchioness of Londonderry . George , the second son , married Anne , Court , where he erected the Castle of daughter of William Machon ...
... death ) in the year 1791. + The offspring of this marriage was an only daughter , Frances Anne , now Marchioness of Londonderry . George , the second son , married Anne , Court , where he erected the Castle of daughter of William Machon ...
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... death of Alphonso , the eldest born , is managed with a force of dramatic effect not easy to be equalled . Yet the supposed audience is spared all offensive sights . It is worthy of remark , that , in the de- scription of the battle on ...
... death of Alphonso , the eldest born , is managed with a force of dramatic effect not easy to be equalled . Yet the supposed audience is spared all offensive sights . It is worthy of remark , that , in the de- scription of the battle on ...
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... ! herent , awakened a thrill of horror , and in- But the smuggler was not alone in his death - not a single victim to Tancred's fatal weapon ; 66 ELIZA . THE ASTROLOGER . wards him . Every stroke of their 12 THE SMUGGLER'S DAUGHTER .
... ! herent , awakened a thrill of horror , and in- But the smuggler was not alone in his death - not a single victim to Tancred's fatal weapon ; 66 ELIZA . THE ASTROLOGER . wards him . Every stroke of their 12 THE SMUGGLER'S DAUGHTER .
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... death from yourself . When I first started on the all further anxiety . At this critical period lake , while the storm was yet in its in- a loud shout , accompanied by the splash of fancy , I saw to the right hand of me a sort oars ...
... death from yourself . When I first started on the all further anxiety . At this critical period lake , while the storm was yet in its in- a loud shout , accompanied by the splash of fancy , I saw to the right hand of me a sort oars ...
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Page 159 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Page 85 - The Spanish fleet thou canst not see — because — It is not yet in sight !
Page 255 - And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep ; A shade that follows wealth or fame, And leaves the wretch to weep...
Page 117 - Who hath sent out the wild ass free? or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass? Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings. He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver. The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.
Page 173 - He was the finest mule we had, and, on that account, had twice as much to carry as any of the others. With his nose to the ground, literally smelling his way, he walked gently on, often changing the position of his feet, if he found the ground would not bear, until he came to the bad part of the Pass, when he stopped ; but the peons threw stones at him, and he continued his path in safety, and several others followed.
Page 266 - Not there, not there, my child!" " Is it far away, in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold ? — Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand ? — Is it there, sweet mother! that better land?" — " Not there, not there, my child ! " Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy!
Page 302 - Its weleome music shed, And find within his lonely halls The silence of the dead ; To look, unconsciously, for her, The chosen and the chief Of earthly joys — and look in vain — THIS is a Father's grief. To stand beside the sufferer's couch, While life is ebbing fast ; To mark that once...
Page 173 - At last a young mule, carrying a portmanteau, with two large sacks of provisions, and many other things, in passing the bad point, struck his load against the rock, which knocked his two...
Page 266 - Mother, oh ! where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it, and weep no more ? Is it where the flower of the orange blows, And the fire-flies dance through the myrtle boughs? Not there, not there, my child.
Page 173 - The drove of mules now came in sight, one following another: a few were carrying no burdens, but the rest were either mounted or heavily laden. As soon as the leading mule came to the commencement of the Pass, he stopped, evidently unwilling to proceed, and of course all the rest stopped also. " He was the finest mule we had, and, on that account, had twice as much to carry as any of the others. With his nose to the ground, literally smelling his way, he walked gently on, often changing the position...