The North American Miscellany, 2. köideAlbert Palmer and Company, 1851 |
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... leave home on active service , where promo- tion and distinction are as surely awaiting the survivors , as grape and musketry , round shot and sabre - cuts , are in store for those whose fate it may be never to see merry England again ...
... leave home on active service , where promo- tion and distinction are as surely awaiting the survivors , as grape and musketry , round shot and sabre - cuts , are in store for those whose fate it may be never to see merry England again ...
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... leave some white bread , coffee , and brandy at his pres- ent post , for the use of his English friends ; hoped they might some day meet without holding " le sabr - r - re à la main , " and took quite an affectionate leave of his ...
... leave some white bread , coffee , and brandy at his pres- ent post , for the use of his English friends ; hoped they might some day meet without holding " le sabr - r - re à la main , " and took quite an affectionate leave of his ...
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... " And that , where the man is working ? " 66 That's another party's . The young man working at it , pays me a shilling a week for leave to work here . That's a shilling , you know , off my rent of half - a - SPITALFIELDS . 19.
... " And that , where the man is working ? " 66 That's another party's . The young man working at it , pays me a shilling a week for leave to work here . That's a shilling , you know , off my rent of half - a - SPITALFIELDS . 19.
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... leave him in the dark , about to kindle at the poor fire the lamp that hangs upon his loom , to help him on his laboring " Have you any other children besides way into the night . The sun has gone down , these ? " " I have had eight . I ...
... leave him in the dark , about to kindle at the poor fire the lamp that hangs upon his loom , to help him on his laboring " Have you any other children besides way into the night . The sun has gone down , these ? " " I have had eight . I ...
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... leave Spitalfields with an agreeable impression , and be thankful that we can . From " Chambers ' Edinburgh Journal . " SYMPATHETIC SNAIL COMPASS . The young artist shows us the way to the top of the house , apologizing cheerfully for ...
... leave Spitalfields with an agreeable impression , and be thankful that we can . From " Chambers ' Edinburgh Journal . " SYMPATHETIC SNAIL COMPASS . The young artist shows us the way to the top of the house , apologizing cheerfully for ...
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Page 5 - A goodly portly man, i' faith, and a corpulent ; of a cheerful look, a pleasing eye, and a most noble carriage ; and, as I think, his age some fifty, or, by'r lady, inclining to threescore ; and now I remember me, his name is Falstaff : if that man should be lewdly given, he deceiveth me ; for, Harry, I see virtue in his looks. If, then, the...
Page 396 - No: The world must be peopled. When I said, I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.— Here comes Beatrice : By this day, she's a fair lady : I do spy some marks of love in her.
Page 254 - Nobody, however, who has paid any attention to the peculiar features of our present era, will doubt for a moment that we are living at a period of most wonderful transition, which tends rapidly to accomplish that great end, to which, indeed, all history points — the realization of the unity of mankind.
Page 3 - At Edial, near Lichfield, in Staffordshire, young gentlemen are boarded and taught the Latin and Greek languages, by SAMUEL JOHNSON.
Page 1 - ... were deeply visible. He also wore his hair, which was straight and stiff", and separated behind ; and he often had, seemingly, convulsive starts and odd gesticulations, which tended to excite at once surprise and ridicule.
Page 518 - I have read of a fair young German gentleman, who, living, often refused to be pictured, but put off the importunity of his friends' desire, by giving way that after a few days' burial they might send a painter to his vault, and, if they saw cause for it, draw the image of his death unto the life. They did so. and found his face half eaten, and his midriff1 and backbone full of serpents ; and so he stands pictured among his armed ancestors.
Page 1 - Miss Porter told me, that when he was first introduced to her mother, his appearance was very forbidding: he was then lean and lank, so that his immense structure of bones was hideously striking to the eye, and the scars of the scrofula were deeply visible.
Page 130 - There's not a flower on all the hills: the frost is on the pane: I only wish to live till the snowdrops come again: I wish the snow would melt and the sun come out on high: I long to see a flower so before the day I die.
Page 2 - ... first she told me that I rode too fast, and she could not keep up with me ; and when I rode a little slower, she passed me and complained that I lagged behind. I was not to be made the slave of caprice, and I resolved to begin as I meant to end. I therefore pushed on briskly, till I was fairly out of her sight. The road lay between two hedges, so I was sure she could not miss it, and I contrived that she should soon come up with me. When she did, I observed her to be in tears.
Page 96 - When, packed in one reeking chamber, Man, maid, mother, and little ones lay; While the rain pattered in on the rotting bride-bed, And the walls let in the day. 'When we lay in the burning fever On the mud of the cold clay floor, Till you parted us all for three months, squire, At the dreary workhouse door.