The Magazine of the beau monde; or, Monthly journal of fashion [afterw.] The Nouveau beau monde; or Magazine of fashion1831 |
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... deep blond lace . Some very neat yet elegantly tasteful , have lately appeared , with ribbons which wind round a very small crown : those shapes have not yet been invaded by all the marchandes de modes , and are certainly the most ...
... deep blond lace . Some very neat yet elegantly tasteful , have lately appeared , with ribbons which wind round a very small crown : those shapes have not yet been invaded by all the marchandes de modes , and are certainly the most ...
Strona 2
... deep cut , edged with three rows of blond lace ( different designs ) ; from the knee downwards , three blond lace vo- lans - the narrow , first ; the deepest , last ; six flat plaits on the hips , the body plain ; ceinture of moire very ...
... deep cut , edged with three rows of blond lace ( different designs ) ; from the knee downwards , three blond lace vo- lans - the narrow , first ; the deepest , last ; six flat plaits on the hips , the body plain ; ceinture of moire very ...
Strona 3
... deep hem ; satin hat , open shape , slightly closing towards the ears , the velvet noeuds in front , velvet collar crossed in front OR , MONTHLY JOURNAL OF FASHION . two small velvet rouleaus; the chemisette same | nishing ...
... deep hem ; satin hat , open shape , slightly closing towards the ears , the velvet noeuds in front , velvet collar crossed in front OR , MONTHLY JOURNAL OF FASHION . two small velvet rouleaus; the chemisette same | nishing ...
Strona 4
... Deep ruby - coloured satin ; corsage plain , high closed in front , by four gold buttons ; velvet lappels of the same co - pelerine , covering the shoulders , wide sleeves di- lour , laid flat on the corsage , jockey epaulettes , velvet ...
... Deep ruby - coloured satin ; corsage plain , high closed in front , by four gold buttons ; velvet lappels of the same co - pelerine , covering the shoulders , wide sleeves di- lour , laid flat on the corsage , jockey epaulettes , velvet ...
Strona 5
... deep blond turning on the sleeve very full ; a satin rouleau in the hem , white satin slip , the corsage edged with narrow blond , festooned . The hair is dressed in tufts of curls at the side of the face , and a large open net plait ...
... deep blond turning on the sleeve very full ; a satin rouleau in the hem , white satin slip , the corsage edged with narrow blond , festooned . The hair is dressed in tufts of curls at the side of the face , and a large open net plait ...
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Strona 3 - That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn...
Strona 3 - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
Strona 3 - Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the moon and these. I bind the Sun's throne with a burning zone And the Moon's with a girdle of pearl ; The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl. From cape to cape, with a bridge-like shape, Over a torrent sea, Sunbeam proof, I hang like a roof, The mountains its columns be. The triumphal arch through which I march With hurricane, fire, and snow, When the powers of the air are chained...
Strona 102 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Strona 3 - Over earth and ocean with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea...
Strona 83 - This grove is wild with tangling underwood, And the trim walks are broken up, and grass, Thin grass and king-cups grow within the paths. But never elsewhere in one place I knew So many nightingales; and far and near, In wood and thicket, over the wide grove, They answer and provoke each other's song, With skirmish and capricious passagings, And murmurs musical and swift jug jug, And one low piping sound more sweet than all...
Strona 3 - May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the moon and these.
Strona 3 - Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream, The Spirit he loves remains; And I all the while bask in Heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains. The sanguine Sunrise, with his meteor eyes, And his burning plumes outspread...
Strona 137 - There is none In all this cold and hollow world, no fount Of deep, strong, deathless love, save that within A mother's heart.
Strona 131 - Ah ! fleeter far than fleetest storm or steed, Or the death they bear, The heart which tender thought clothes like a dove With the wings of care ; In the battle, in the darkness, in the need, Shall mine cling to thee, Nor claim one smile for all the comfort, love, It may bring to thee.