The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports, Pastimes, Ceremonies, Manners, Customs, and Events, Incident to Each of the Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days, in Past and Present Times; Forming a Complete History of the Year, Months, and Seasons, and a Perpetual Key to the Almanac ... for Daily Use and Diversio, Том 3R. Griffin and Company, 1838 |
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... dear majesty , your queen here , think , If I had play'd the desk , or table - book ? " Dr. Henry More , a divine , and moralist , of the succeeding century , observes , that " Nature makes clean the table - book first , and then ...
... dear majesty , your queen here , think , If I had play'd the desk , or table - book ? " Dr. Henry More , a divine , and moralist , of the succeeding century , observes , that " Nature makes clean the table - book first , and then ...
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... dear abbé , " said he , " shall I tell you the truth ? When I was a young man , and rather more thoughtless than is becoming at our present time of life , I was employed in writing for a newspaper ; and , as it sometimes hap- pened that ...
... dear abbé , " said he , " shall I tell you the truth ? When I was a young man , and rather more thoughtless than is becoming at our present time of life , I was employed in writing for a newspaper ; and , as it sometimes hap- pened that ...
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... DEAR SIR. VII . Charles Stuart , seventh duke of York , was second son of James I. , by whom he was created to that title in 1604 , and whom he succeeded in the throne as Charles I. VIII . James Stuart , a younger son of Charles I. , was ...
... DEAR SIR. VII . Charles Stuart , seventh duke of York , was second son of James I. , by whom he was created to that title in 1604 , and whom he succeeded in the throne as Charles I. VIII . James Stuart , a younger son of Charles I. , was ...
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... dear to my feelings , the matter of the obligation , or the noble manner of its being conferred . I sincerely hope your royal highness wil pardon this my intrusion , in thus expressing my most grateful acknowledgments fo them both ' R ...
... dear to my feelings , the matter of the obligation , or the noble manner of its being conferred . I sincerely hope your royal highness wil pardon this my intrusion , in thus expressing my most grateful acknowledgments fo them both ' R ...
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... dear ; And oft even joy is unheeded and lost , For want of some heart that could echo it near . Ah ! well may we hope , when this short life is gone , To meet in some world of more permanent bliss , For a smile , or a grasp of the hand ...
... dear ; And oft even joy is unheeded and lost , For want of some heart that could echo it near . Ah ! well may we hope , when this short life is gone , To meet in some world of more permanent bliss , For a smile , or a grasp of the hand ...
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The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., Том 3 William Hone Полный просмотр - 1830 |
The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of Popular ... William Hone Полный просмотр - 1838 |
The Every-day Book and Table Book; Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., Том 3 William Hone Полный просмотр - 1830 |
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Стр. 115 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause ; and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Стр. 65 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Стр. 163 - 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.
Стр. 809 - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Стр. 251 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And...
Стр. 809 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth ; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Стр. 809 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
Стр. 65 - At his own wonders, wondering for his bread. *Tis pleasant through the loop-holes of retreat To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.
Стр. 231 - An angel-guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fire-side pleasures gambol at her feet. Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found? " Art thou a man — a patriot ? look around, O thou shalt find, howe'er thy footsteps roam, That land thy country, and that spot thy home.
Стр. 91 - And when we came to Rome, the centurion delivered the prisoners to the captain of the guard: but Paul was suffered to dwell by himself with a soldier that kept him.