The Portfolio of Entertaining & Instructive Varieties in History, Literature, Fine Arts, Etc. ..., Volum 1Duncombe., 1827 |
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Side 44
... happy , still . Eat , eat , sweet Esther , ' he conti- nued , tears blinding him - only eat - or droop not for this - the bold vessel tries it again ! ' - starting to his feet- ' Now , Esther ! ' ' Now ! ' - echoed Mr. Walker , pressing ...
... happy , still . Eat , eat , sweet Esther , ' he conti- nued , tears blinding him - only eat - or droop not for this - the bold vessel tries it again ! ' - starting to his feet- ' Now , Esther ! ' ' Now ! ' - echoed Mr. Walker , pressing ...
Side 52
... happy situation , and wishing to al- leviate her affliction , they used the tenderest expressions in order to console her . Elvira felt obliged , and having thanked them for their kindness , continued her narration in the following ...
... happy situation , and wishing to al- leviate her affliction , they used the tenderest expressions in order to console her . Elvira felt obliged , and having thanked them for their kindness , continued her narration in the following ...
Side 54
... happy nuptial league . Milton . Louisa viewed them for some time in silent admiration , and on her dis- covering herself was received with a graceful transport and cheerful wel- come , that bespoke the sincerest affection . After ...
... happy nuptial league . Milton . Louisa viewed them for some time in silent admiration , and on her dis- covering herself was received with a graceful transport and cheerful wel- come , that bespoke the sincerest affection . After ...
Side 57
... happy times of Paganism , that owned but three furies - now , alas I there are five ! Their caps were larger than their hoops - their heads were larger than their caps their bosoms were larger than their heads - and their terminations ...
... happy times of Paganism , that owned but three furies - now , alas I there are five ! Their caps were larger than their hoops - their heads were larger than their caps their bosoms were larger than their heads - and their terminations ...
Side 69
... happy homes , we sought for shelter the un- beaten paths of our mountain borders . Oh , the recollection of that sad hour rises through the dark vista of time , fresh on memory's page ; when my wife and children clasped in silent ...
... happy homes , we sought for shelter the un- beaten paths of our mountain borders . Oh , the recollection of that sad hour rises through the dark vista of time , fresh on memory's page ; when my wife and children clasped in silent ...
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Side 376 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Side 256 - And in her fifteenth year became a bride, Marrying an only son, Francesco Doria, Her playmate from her birth, and her first love. Just as she looks there, in her bridal dress, She was ;• — all gentleness, all gaiety, Her pranks the favourite theme of every tongue. But now the day was come, the day, the hour ; Now frowning, smiling for the hundredth...
Side 256 - Twas but that instant she had left Francesco, Laughing and looking back and flying still, Her ivory tooth imprinted on his finger. But now, alas, she was not to be found ; Nor from that hour could...
Side 256 - Scripture-stories from the life of Christ ; A chest that came from Venice, and had held The ducal robes of some old ancestor.
Side 18 - Of right good will thy simple token. And thou must laugh, and wrestle too, A mimic warfare with me waging ! To make, as wily lovers do, Thy after kindness more engaging ! The wilding rose — sweet as thyself — And new-cropt daisies are thy treasure ; I'd gladly part with worldly pelf, To taste again thy youthful pleasure. But yet, for all thy merry look. Thy frisks and wiles, the time is coming. When thou shalt sit in cheerless nook, The weary spell or hornbook thumbing.
Side 200 - Keyne," quoth the Cornishman, "many a time Drank of this crystal Well ; And before the angel summoned her She laid on the water a spell : " If the husband, of this gifted Well Shall drink before his wife, A happy man henceforth is he, For he shall be master for life.
Side 134 - And Boaz said unto her, At mealtime come thou hither, and eat of the bread, and dip thy morsel in the vinegar. And she sat beside the reapers : and he reached her parched corn, and she did eat, and was sufficed, and left.
Side 104 - Even now what affections the violet awakes; What loved little islands, twice seen in their lakes, Can the wild water-lily restore ; What landscapes I read in the primrose's looks, And what pictures of pebbled and minnowy brooks, In the vetches that tangled their shore. Earth's cultureless buds, to my heart ye were dear, Ere the fever of passion, or ague of fear, Had scathed my existence's bloom ; Once I welcome you more, in life's passionless stage, With the visions of youth to revisit my age, And...
Side 255 - Beware !" Her vest of gold Broidered with flowers, and clasped from head to foot, An emerald-stone in every golden clasp ; And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, A coronet of pearls. But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, The overflowings of an innocent heart — It haunts me still, though many a year has fled, Like some wild melody.
Side 326 - Oh ! green is the turf where my brothers play, Through the long bright hours of the summer day ; They find the red cup-moss where they climb, And they chase the bee o'er the scented thyme, And the...