The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, Bind 40Henry Colburn and Company, 1840 |
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... Give Miss Bruff some champagne - sweet of course . Jane - eh ! it will do you good after your drive - eat luncheon - eh ? " " No , " said Jane , " I had no appetite for luncheon ; parting with friends like the Amershams , is not likely ...
... Give Miss Bruff some champagne - sweet of course . Jane - eh ! it will do you good after your drive - eat luncheon - eh ? " " No , " said Jane , " I had no appetite for luncheon ; parting with friends like the Amershams , is not likely ...
Side 4
... give on Monday . " The relief which this , so different an announcement from that which she had anticipated , afforded to the anxious daughter , is indescribable . " Oh ! " cried she , " I shall be too happy and too delighted . " " That ...
... give on Monday . " The relief which this , so different an announcement from that which she had anticipated , afforded to the anxious daughter , is indescribable . " Oh ! " cried she , " I shall be too happy and too delighted . " " That ...
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... give parties , or that sort of thing . Lord ! I wonder what my missus would say if I were to propose that sort of partnership to her ! No , no , our English ladies have too much spirit to be satisfied with the fourth part of a husband's ...
... give parties , or that sort of thing . Lord ! I wonder what my missus would say if I were to propose that sort of partnership to her ! No , no , our English ladies have too much spirit to be satisfied with the fourth part of a husband's ...
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... give a colouring of justice to the horrible catastrophe which had cut him off from the living - but his riches were his only crime , and the Sultan devoted them to building the splendid new palace of " the stone cradle , " upon the ...
... give a colouring of justice to the horrible catastrophe which had cut him off from the living - but his riches were his only crime , and the Sultan devoted them to building the splendid new palace of " the stone cradle , " upon the ...
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... give your hand to Matilde . " " Never ! my father , " said Gustave , firmly but respectfully ; " my vows are pledged to Elise de Villeneuve : her fortune - though to it I have not given a thought - is equal to that of Matilde ; her ...
... give your hand to Matilde . " " Never ! my father , " said Gustave , firmly but respectfully ; " my vows are pledged to Elise de Villeneuve : her fortune - though to it I have not given a thought - is equal to that of Matilde ; her ...
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Side 114 - IN joyous youth, what soul hath never known Thought, feeling, taste, harmonious to its own ? Who hath not paused while Beauty's pensive eye Ask'd from his heart the homage of a sigh ? Who hath not own'd, with rapture-smitten frame, The power of grace, the magic of a name...
Side 364 - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And e'en those ills, that round his mansion rise. Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, . . Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.
Side 567 - Territory," performed by order of the domestic committee of the Board of Missions of the Protestant Episcopal church, in the spring of l844, by their secretary and general agent.
Side 251 - Yet at this very time, the horrid practice of poisoning was so common, that, during part of a season, a Praetor punished capitally for this crime above three thousand persons in a part of ITALY; and found informations of this nature still multiplying upon him. There is a similar, or rather a worse instance, in the more early times of the commonwealth. So depraved in private life were that people, whom in their histories we so much admire.
Side 245 - Mislike me not for my complexion, The shadowed livery of the burnished sun, To whom I am a neighbour and near bred. Bring me the fairest creature northward born, Where Phoebus...
Side 203 - A good Dinner is one of the greatest enjoyments of human life; — and as the practice of Cookery is attended with so many discouraging difficulties,* so many disgusting and disagreeable circumstances, and even dangers, we ought to have some regard for those who encounter them, to procure us pleasure, and to reward their attention by rendering their situation every way...
Side 118 - Arnaldo, Gaddo, and other unacknowledged poems by Lord Byron and some of his contemporaries, collected by Odoardo Volpi [pseud.].
Side 416 - I am now passing into another world, and I must leave you to your fortunes, and the queen's grace and goodness; but beware of the gipsy, (meaning Leicester,) for he will be too hard for you all, you know not the beast so well as I do.
Side 430 - Chaldsean saith : A time was when the universe was darkness and water, wherein certain animals of frightful and compound forms were generated. There were serpents and other creatures with the mixed shapes of one another, of which pictures are kept in the temple of Belus at Babylon.
Side 117 - Give me sacke, old sacke, boys, To make the muses merry. The life of mirth, and the joy of the earth, Is a cup of good old sherry.