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... April . As our readers may by this " " Tis the middle of night by the castle clock , And the owls have awaken'd the crowing cock ; Tu - whit- -Tu - whoo ! And hark , again ! the crowing cock , How drowsily it crew . " Sir Leoline , the ...
... April . As our readers may by this " " Tis the middle of night by the castle clock , And the owls have awaken'd the crowing cock ; Tu - whit- -Tu - whoo ! And hark , again ! the crowing cock , How drowsily it crew . " Sir Leoline , the ...
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... April , 1817 . THE Committee , to whom these subjects have been referred by the Historical Society , report- That they have given the necessary direc- tions to have the apartments , assigned them for the branches of Natural History ...
... April , 1817 . THE Committee , to whom these subjects have been referred by the Historical Society , report- That they have given the necessary direc- tions to have the apartments , assigned them for the branches of Natural History ...
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... April 2 . Richard III . - Paul and Virginia . Mr. Cooper , in Richard , exhibited a fine specimen of able acting his suit to lady his interview with his mother and Elizabeth , Ann , his subsequent cruelty towards her , his dream and ...
... April 2 . Richard III . - Paul and Virginia . Mr. Cooper , in Richard , exhibited a fine specimen of able acting his suit to lady his interview with his mother and Elizabeth , Ann , his subsequent cruelty towards her , his dream and ...
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... April 5 . Macbeth -Prisoner at Large . Mr. Woodhull , for whose benefit the piece was announced , played the part of Macbeth , which , taking into consideration that it was his third appearance on the stage , he execu- ted in a manner ...
... April 5 . Macbeth -Prisoner at Large . Mr. Woodhull , for whose benefit the piece was announced , played the part of Macbeth , which , taking into consideration that it was his third appearance on the stage , he execu- ted in a manner ...
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... April 14 . The World in a Village - Who's Who . The performances of this evening went off rather heavily . There was nothing in them worthy of special notice . Wednesday Evening , April 16 . As you Like It - The Children in the Wood ...
... April 14 . The World in a Village - Who's Who . The performances of this evening went off rather heavily . There was nothing in them worthy of special notice . Wednesday Evening , April 16 . As you Like It - The Children in the Wood ...
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Página 10 - At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently their tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues.
Página 296 - No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Página 296 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Página 296 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Página 296 - Oh ! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight...
Página 349 - Nor look'd upon the earth with human eyes ; The thirst of their ambition was not mine, The aim of their existence was not mine ; My joys, my griefs, my passions, and my powers, Made me a stranger ; though I wore the form, I had no sympathy with breathing flesh, Nor midst the creatures of clay that girded me Was there but one who but of her anon.
Página 9 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Página 296 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Página 349 - Or to look, list'ning, on the scattered leaves, While Autumn winds were at their evening song. These were my pastimes, and to be alone ; For if the beings, of whom I was one, — Hating to be so, — cross'd me in my path, I felt myself degraded back to them, And was all clay again.
Página 422 - I stoop not to despair; For I have battled with mine agony, And made me wings wherewith to overfly The narrow circus of my dungeon wall...