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... widow , Augusta of Saxe Gotha , mother of George the Third , and the scene in which she carried on her amatory intimacy with the celebrated minister Lord Bute . " This is rather decisive language to be used on a point at least admitting ...
... widow , Augusta of Saxe Gotha , mother of George the Third , and the scene in which she carried on her amatory intimacy with the celebrated minister Lord Bute . " This is rather decisive language to be used on a point at least admitting ...
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... widow interposes with admirable art whenever the merriment of her guests inclines to the uproarious . It is in her lips that Marguerite has put most of the serious reflections with which the book is interspersed , and where we most ...
... widow interposes with admirable art whenever the merriment of her guests inclines to the uproarious . It is in her lips that Marguerite has put most of the serious reflections with which the book is interspersed , and where we most ...
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... widow of great experience , named Oisille , de- termined to forget all the danger from the bad roads until she came to Our Lady of Serrance , being sure that , if there were any way of escaping from a danger , the monks would be certain ...
... widow of great experience , named Oisille , de- termined to forget all the danger from the bad roads until she came to Our Lady of Serrance , being sure that , if there were any way of escaping from a danger , the monks would be certain ...
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... widow Longarine added to the proposal- and we shall weary one another , which is worse than wearying ourselves ; for there is not one of us who has not some cause for sorrow , if each regards his own loss . ' Emarsuite replied with a ...
... widow Longarine added to the proposal- and we shall weary one another , which is worse than wearying ourselves ; for there is not one of us who has not some cause for sorrow , if each regards his own loss . ' Emarsuite replied with a ...
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... widow of John Wroughton Harrison , esq . and youngest dau . of the late Adm . Master , of Sion Cottage , Bath . -At Hugglescote - in - Ibstock , the Rev. Charles J. Betham , B.A. of Emmanuel Coll . Camb . to Charlotte , second dau . of ...
... widow of John Wroughton Harrison , esq . and youngest dau . of the late Adm . Master , of Sion Cottage , Bath . -At Hugglescote - in - Ibstock , the Rev. Charles J. Betham , B.A. of Emmanuel Coll . Camb . to Charlotte , second dau . of ...
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Strona 112 - TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh...
Strona 113 - O Swallow, Swallow, if I could follow, and light Upon her lattice, I would pipe and trill, And cheep and twitter twenty million loves. O were I thou that she might take me in, And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died.
Strona 113 - O, were I thou that she might take me in, And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died! Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender ash delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green?
Strona 112 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Strona 301 - For what is our hope or joy or crown of rejoicing ? are not even ye in the presence of our Lord Jesus Christ at his coming ? For ye are our glory and joy.
Strona 349 - But the images of men's wits and knowledges remain in books, exempted from the wrong of time, and capable of perpetual renovation. Neither are they fitly to be called images, because they generate still, and cast their seeds in the minds of others, provoking and causing infinite actions and opinions in succeeding ages...
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Strona 562 - As nature meant her sorrow for an ornament : After, her looks grew cheerful, and I saw A smile shoot graceful upward from her eyes, As if they had gain'da victory o'er grief; And with it many beams twisted themselves. Upon •whose golden threads the angels walk To and again from heaven* Essay on the Learning of Shakespeare.
Strona 154 - But, however that may be, one circumstance was highly remarkable — that the innumerable ideas which flashed into my mind were all retrospective. Yet I had been religiously brought up, my hopes and fears of the next world had lost nothing of their early strength, and at any other period intense interest and awful anxiety would have been excited by the mere probability that I was floating on the threshold of eternity ; yet at that inexplicable moment, when I had a full conviction that I had...