The Every-day Book: Or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports, Pastime, Ceremonies, Manners, Customs, and Events, Incident to Each of the Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days, in Past and Present Times...Hunt and Clarke, 1826 |
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Էջ 67
... fire in his back room . When done , he put the candle and candle- stick upon a table in the fore room . This apartment Mrs. Golding and her maid had passed through . Another candle- stick with a tin lamp in it that stood by it , were ...
... fire in his back room . When done , he put the candle and candle- stick upon a table in the fore room . This apartment Mrs. Golding and her maid had passed through . Another candle- stick with a tin lamp in it that stood by it , were ...
Էջ 73
... fire - spark in my throat , I , going over to the sign of the Cup and Can for one pennyworth of ale , there I found sir John , and thinking no hurt to any man , civilly sat me down to spend my twopence ; but in the end , sir John began ...
... fire - spark in my throat , I , going over to the sign of the Cup and Can for one pennyworth of ale , there I found sir John , and thinking no hurt to any man , civilly sat me down to spend my twopence ; but in the end , sir John began ...
Էջ 93
... fire burst from it in all directions , a thick , black cloud enveloped all the surrounding parts and darkened the heavens , whilst a burst , louder and more dreadful than the loudest thunder , instantly followed , and vibrated through ...
... fire burst from it in all directions , a thick , black cloud enveloped all the surrounding parts and darkened the heavens , whilst a burst , louder and more dreadful than the loudest thunder , instantly followed , and vibrated through ...
Էջ 97
... fire , and with your tricksome tune Nick the glad silent moments as they pass ; Oh , sweet and tiny cousins , that belong , One to the fields , the other to the hearth , Both have your sunshine ; both , though small , are strong At your ...
... fire , and with your tricksome tune Nick the glad silent moments as they pass ; Oh , sweet and tiny cousins , that belong , One to the fields , the other to the hearth , Both have your sunshine ; both , though small , are strong At your ...
Էջ 99
... fire , which I could never have hit upon . " Being in haste to light can- dles for vigils , and some , who bore a spite to him , having put out all the fire in the monastery , he snatched the green bough of an hazel , blessed it , blew ...
... fire , which I could never have hit upon . " Being in haste to light can- dles for vigils , and some , who bore a spite to him , having put out all the fire in the monastery , he snatched the green bough of an hazel , blessed it , blew ...
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Էջ 539 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth and youth and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Էջ 807 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms - the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
Էջ 653 - Through the high wood echoing shrill. Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins his state...
Էջ 805 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Էջ 621 - To BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last.
Էջ 1215 - Again he felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now ; still, he licked his fingers from a sort of habit. The truth at length broke into his slow understanding that it was the pig that smelt so, and the pig that tasted so delicious...
Էջ 805 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Էջ 607 - As one who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoined, from each thing met conceives delight, The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Էջ 959 - But none ever trembled and panted with bliss In the garden, the field, or the wilderness, Like a doe in the noontide with love's sweet want, As the companionless Sensitive Plant.
Էջ 489 - My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea ; But, before I go, Tom Moore, Here's a double health to thee ! Here's a sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate ; And whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. Though the ocean roar around me, Yet it still shall bear me on ; Though a desert should surround me, It hath springs...