The Lady's Magazine and Museum of the Belles-lettres, Fine Arts, Music, Drama, Fashions, Etc, Volum 8J. Page, 1836 |
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... gold . This fortune was well improved by his father , who brought the princely boy up as a merchant ; and when of age , he made in this country such a prudent and benevolent use of his vast means , that his name will be placed on our ...
... gold . This fortune was well improved by his father , who brought the princely boy up as a merchant ; and when of age , he made in this country such a prudent and benevolent use of his vast means , that his name will be placed on our ...
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... gold and mines of diamonds , who mock at thee , poor abused woman ! while they dissipate the treasures of the country . Leave love and its delusions to youth . " But , contrary to nature and to reason , Catherine multiplied around her ...
... gold and mines of diamonds , who mock at thee , poor abused woman ! while they dissipate the treasures of the country . Leave love and its delusions to youth . " But , contrary to nature and to reason , Catherine multiplied around her ...
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... gold , paid down ; an estate with 6000 heads of serfs , taxed by their lords at about thirty shillings per annum , pen- sion of 150,000 roubles per annum , and a diploma of prince of the Roman em- pire such were the spoils that Orloff ...
... gold , paid down ; an estate with 6000 heads of serfs , taxed by their lords at about thirty shillings per annum , pen- sion of 150,000 roubles per annum , and a diploma of prince of the Roman em- pire such were the spoils that Orloff ...
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... gold . Catherine , however , always saved by that tutelary spirit that patronises not pure souls , escaped a danger the most alarming that had yet threatened her . Pugatcheff was himself his own destroyer ; he became cruel and unjust ...
... gold . Catherine , however , always saved by that tutelary spirit that patronises not pure souls , escaped a danger the most alarming that had yet threatened her . Pugatcheff was himself his own destroyer ; he became cruel and unjust ...
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... gold roubles . Potemkin , who had now remained for a year in impatient exile , now wrote a moving letter to Catherine , represent- ing his despair at his absence from her . Catherine thought when she should re- call him that she had ...
... gold roubles . Potemkin , who had now remained for a year in impatient exile , now wrote a moving letter to Catherine , represent- ing his despair at his absence from her . Catherine thought when she should re- call him that she had ...
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Side 342 - In the dark and trying hour, In the breaking forth of power, In the rush of steeds and men, His right hand will shield thee then. " Take thy banner ! But when night Closes round the ghastly fight, If the vanquished warrior bow, Spare him ! By our holy vow, By our prayers and many tears, By the mercy that endears, Spare him ! he our love hath shared ! Spare him ! as thou wouldst be spared...
Side 199 - My son, despise not the chastening of the LORD ; neither be weary of his correction: For whom the LORD loveth he correcteth; even as a father the son in whom he delighteth.
Side 342 - Take thy banner ! May it wave Proudly o'er the good and brave; When the battle's distant wail Breaks the sabbath of our vale. When the clarion's music thrills To the hearts of these lone hills, When the spear in conflict shakes, And the strong lance shivering breaks. " Take thy banner ! and, beneath The battle-cloud's encircling wreath, Guard it ! — till our homes are free!
Side 265 - On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object : can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France ? or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt...
Side 249 - And I will set the Egyptians against the Egyptians : and they shall fight every one against his brother, and every one against his neighbour ; city against city, and kingdom against kingdom.
Side 341 - Lord of the boundless realm of air! In thy imperial name, The hearts of the bold and ardent dare, The dangerous path, of fame Beneath the shade of thy golden wings, The Roman legions bore, From the river of Egypt's cloudy springs, Their pride, to the polar shore.
Side 129 - LORD, who hast taught us that all our doings without charity are nothing worth ; send thy HOLY GHOST, and pour into our hearts that most excellent gift of charity, the very bond of peace, and of all virtues ; without which, whosoever liveth is counted dead before thee : Grant this for thine only Son JESUS CHRIST'S sake. Amen.
Side 341 - On the noble sleeper there. Tread lightly, comrades! we have laid His dark locks on his brow; Like life — save deeper light and shade: We'll not disturb them now. Tread lightly; for 'tis beautiful, That blue-veined eyelid's sleep, Hiding the eye death left so dull, — Its slumber we will keep.
Side 341 - But the soul of one has fled. He was the proudest in his strength, The manliest of ye all; Why lies he at that fearful length. And ye around his pall?
Side 342 - Take thy banner ! — may it wave Proudly o'er the good and brave, When the battle's distant wail Breaks the Sabbath of our vale, — When the clarion's music thrills To the hearts of these lone hills, — When the spear in conflict shakes, And the strong lance shivering breaks Take thy banner ! — and beneath The war-cloud's encircling wreath, Guard it — till our homes are free — Guard it — God will prosper thee...