American Monthly Knickerbocker, Том 23Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Timothy Flint, Kinahan Cornwallis, John Holmes Agnew 1844 |
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... called on ? ' Dick bowed his head in assent . Good ! ' said Mr. Hardesty , grasping the boy's hand . more of this ... called and sworn . She deposed that on the night specified in the warrant , she had taken tea at the defendant's house ...
... called on ? ' Dick bowed his head in assent . Good ! ' said Mr. Hardesty , grasping the boy's hand . more of this ... called and sworn . She deposed that on the night specified in the warrant , she had taken tea at the defendant's house ...
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... called , as he marched up to the judge immediately , and deposed that on the last Christmas - eve night , he had called at defendant's house for Mrs. Jenkins , as old Jenkins had been knocked on the head and carried home drunk . ( At ...
... called , as he marched up to the judge immediately , and deposed that on the last Christmas - eve night , he had called at defendant's house for Mrs. Jenkins , as old Jenkins had been knocked on the head and carried home drunk . ( At ...
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... called by sailors a ' sou ' - wester , ' and stood watching the proceedings of his comrade , which were by no means as expedítious as his own ; for that gentleman proceeded very leisurely to encase his feet in a pair of thick woollen ...
... called by sailors a ' sou ' - wester , ' and stood watching the proceedings of his comrade , which were by no means as expedítious as his own ; for that gentleman proceeded very leisurely to encase his feet in a pair of thick woollen ...
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... called at last with low - born joys to part ? Would he not rather sigh for that bless'd shore , Where death is known no more ? Stern Power ! though others shudder at thy tread , And vainly seek thy arrow to evade , Before thy stroke I ...
... called at last with low - born joys to part ? Would he not rather sigh for that bless'd shore , Where death is known no more ? Stern Power ! though others shudder at thy tread , And vainly seek thy arrow to evade , Before thy stroke I ...
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... called a Purification Hymn , ' of which we give one stanza : SATAN has here held empire long- A blighting curse , a cruel reign : By mimic scenes , and mirth and song , Alluring souls to endless pain ! " VOL . XXIII . Swords hacked at ...
... called a Purification Hymn , ' of which we give one stanza : SATAN has here held empire long- A blighting curse , a cruel reign : By mimic scenes , and mirth and song , Alluring souls to endless pain ! " VOL . XXIII . Swords hacked at ...
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admiration Æneid ancient Andalusia appearance arms beautiful breath brow called Ceuta child clouds cold Count Julian Craig dark DARTMOOR PRISONER deep Dick Holmes Don Roderick door dream earth exclaimed eyes face father fear feelings feet fire Ganguernet give Grosket hand Hardesty Harson head heard heart heaven honor hope horse hour HowQUA JOHN WATERS Jones king King Roderick Kornicker lady land light lips lived look mind morning Mount Etna mountains nature never night o'er once Oppas passed Pelistes Penshurst perhaps person poor present reader renegado replied round scene Scrake seat seemed Sicily side Sidebottom smile soul Spain spirit Taric tell thee thing thou thought Tiny Tim tion tone took truth turned voice walked Witiza words XXIII young
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Страница 80 - On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object : can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France ? or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt...
Страница 18 - O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen, Or columbines, in purple dressed, Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye Look through its fringes to the sky, Blue — blue — as if that sky let fall A flower from its cerulean wall.
Страница 80 - tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings, Carry them here and there ; jumping o'er times ; Turning the accomplishment of many years Into an hour-glass...
Страница 268 - Yet every one had had enough, and the youngest Cratchits in particular were steeped in sage and onion to the eyebrows ! But now, the plates being changed by Miss Belinda, Mrs. Cratchit left the room alone — too nervous to bear witnesses — to take the pudding up, and bring it in.
Страница 95 - Italia ! oh Italia ! thou who hast The fatal gift of beauty, which became A funeral dower of present woes and past, On thy sweet brow is sorrow ploughed by shame, And annals graved in characters of flame. Oh, God ! that thou wert in thy nakedness Less lovely or more powerful, and couldst claim Thy right, and awe the robbers back, who press To shed thy blood, and drink the tears of thy distress ; XLIII.
Страница 281 - To-night I saw the sun set: he set and left behind The good old year, the dear old time, and all my peace of mind; And the New-year's coming up, mother, but I shall never see The blossom on the blackthorn, the leaf upon the tree.
Страница 283 - O look ! the sun begins to rise, the heavens are in a glow; He shines upon a hundred fields, and all of them I know. And there I move no longer now, and there his light may shine — Wild flowers in the valley for other hands than mine.
Страница 547 - He goes on Sunday to the church. And sits among his boys; He hears the parson pray and preach, He hears his daughter's voice Singing in the village choir, And it makes his heart rejoice.
Страница 282 - And you'll come sometimes and see me where I am lowly laid. I shall not forget you, mother, I shall hear you when you pass, With your feet above my head in the long and pleasant. grass.