The English Illustrated Magazine, 5 tomasMacmillan and Company, 1888 |
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... mind the bridge - always so . Everything in this world goes contrary . The parson , he came here t'other day , and said we couldn't expect to have everything in this world . No , I dare say not - but shall I see niggers in the world to ...
... mind the bridge - always so . Everything in this world goes contrary . The parson , he came here t'other day , and said we couldn't expect to have everything in this world . No , I dare say not - but shall I see niggers in the world to ...
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... mind if I do , " he replied . " It'll soothe the inflammation I feel within me . Ah ! Mistress Bagg , did you ever reckon on changing your name ? " " Well , master , " answered the widow , " I can't say I have never thought on it ...
... mind if I do , " he replied . " It'll soothe the inflammation I feel within me . Ah ! Mistress Bagg , did you ever reckon on changing your name ? " " Well , master , " answered the widow , " I can't say I have never thought on it ...
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... mind - but not the only pretty woman in England . With a good dower , too - this also he reflected on with a certain glow of pleasure - but there were others with the same attraction . He must be crazy to turn round like a child and ...
... mind - but not the only pretty woman in England . With a good dower , too - this also he reflected on with a certain glow of pleasure - but there were others with the same attraction . He must be crazy to turn round like a child and ...
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... mind as every year sends up its flight of new poets , and lengthens out what it would be uncomplimentary to call the " clanging train . " It is not of the weak- winged ones who flutter quickly to earth again it is not of the tame geese ...
... mind as every year sends up its flight of new poets , and lengthens out what it would be uncomplimentary to call the " clanging train . " It is not of the weak- winged ones who flutter quickly to earth again it is not of the tame geese ...
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... mind as a pattern of the life contemplative . " " It is not of that I would speak , " said the merchant . " I grant him swinish , a foul traitor to his profession , like many more who live by feigned religion . But I had talk with him ...
... mind as a pattern of the life contemplative . " " It is not of that I would speak , " said the merchant . " I grant him swinish , a foul traitor to his profession , like many more who live by feigned religion . But I had talk with him ...
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361 psl. - My lot might have been that of a slave, a savage, or a peasant ; nor can I reflect without pleasure on the bounty of Nature, which cast my birth in a free and civilized country, in an age of science and philosophy, in a family of honourable rank, and decently endowed with the gifts of fortune.
330 psl. - And yet Time hath his revolutions ; there must be a period and an end to all temporal things— -finis rerum, an end of names and dignities, and whatsoever is terrene, and why not of De Vere ? For where is Bohun ? Where is Mowbray ? Where is Mortimer ? Nay, which is more and most of all, where is Plantagenet ? They are entombed in the urns and sepulchres of mortality. And yet let the name and dignity of De Vere stand so long as it pleaseth God!
552 psl. - How, with less reading than makes felons scape, Less human genius than God gives an ape, Small thanks to France, and none to Rome or Greece, A past, vamp'd, future, old, reviv'd, new piece, 'Twixt Plautus, Fletcher, Shakespear, and Corneille, Can make a Gibber, Tibbald, or Ozell.
491 psl. - Old cathedral too — earthy smell — pilgrims' feet worn away the old steps — little Saxon doors — confessionals like money-takers' boxes at theatres — queer customers those monks — Popes, and Lord Treasurers, and all sorts of old fellows, with great red faces, and broken noses, turning up every day — buff jerkins too — match-locks — Sarcophagus — fine place...
491 psl. - appear to be soldiers, sailors, Jews, chalk, shrimps, officers, and dockyard men. The commodities chiefly exposed for sale in the public streets, are marine stores, hard-bake, apples, flat-fish and oysters. The streets present a lively and animated appearance, occasioned chiefly by the conviviality of the military. It is truly delightful to a philanthropic mind, to see...
3 psl. - WHEN I had wings, my brother, Such wings were mine as thine : Such life my heart remembers In all as wild Septembers As this when life seems other, Though sweet, than once was mine ; When I had wings, my brother, Such wings were mine as thine.
465 psl. - To the kirtles whereof he would tack us ; With his saints and his gilded stern-frames, He had thought like an egg-shell to crack us ; Now Howard may get to his Flaccus, And Drake to his Devon again, And Hawkins bowl rubbers to Bacchus, — For where are the galleons of Spain ? Let his Majesty hang to St. James...
20 psl. - Well fare thy heart,' quoth the abbot, ' and here in a cup of sack I remember the health of his grace your master. I would give an hundred pounds on the condition I could feed so heartily on beef as you do.
461 psl. - From Eddystone to Berwick bounds, from Lynn to Milford Bay, That time of slumber was as bright and busy as the day; For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly warflame spread, High on St. Michael's Mount it shone: it shone on Beachy Head. Far on the deep the Spaniard saw, along each southern shire, Cape beyond cape, in endless range, those twinkling points of fire.
8 psl. - At both which places, they may be received in a Stage Coach every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, which performs the whole journey in four days (if God permits), and sets forth at Five in the Morning...