Hood's Magazine and Comic Miscellany, Volume 3proprietor, 1845 |
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... heart of nether millstone to have seen how he spoiled pen after pen , and sheet after sheet of paper , vainly turning his eyes for inspiration from the mirror , with its bird and ball , to the ceiling or the floor , the wall or the ...
... heart of nether millstone to have seen how he spoiled pen after pen , and sheet after sheet of paper , vainly turning his eyes for inspiration from the mirror , with its bird and ball , to the ceiling or the floor , the wall or the ...
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... heart . Would to Heaven it were given me to prove how lightly I hold my life in comparison with your safety and fair fame . " Etienne Grandier was the only child of a merchant of Toulouse , who , having amassed a moderate fortune , was ...
... heart . Would to Heaven it were given me to prove how lightly I hold my life in comparison with your safety and fair fame . " Etienne Grandier was the only child of a merchant of Toulouse , who , having amassed a moderate fortune , was ...
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... heart , and of whom numerous witnesses have deposed that you never had a quarrel , never spoke an angry word to any of your companions , who would have believed that a few months of a licentious life would have transformed you into a ...
... heart , and of whom numerous witnesses have deposed that you never had a quarrel , never spoke an angry word to any of your companions , who would have believed that a few months of a licentious life would have transformed you into a ...
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... heart - broken at the prospect of losing his only child , could not bear up against the knowledge of her shame , and , with a deep groan , he fell senseless to the ground . His unhappy daughter had scarcely power to continue her ...
... heart - broken at the prospect of losing his only child , could not bear up against the knowledge of her shame , and , with a deep groan , he fell senseless to the ground . His unhappy daughter had scarcely power to continue her ...
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... heart , so he " pulled away " again and again , until a sort of dizziness came over him , and he fell back , in the back of the cart , by the side of Lion . When he woke , he was in the parlour of " The Ship , " at Squallton . He rubbed ...
... heart , so he " pulled away " again and again , until a sort of dizziness came over him , and he fell back , in the back of the cart , by the side of Lion . When he woke , he was in the parlour of " The Ship , " at Squallton . He rubbed ...
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Página 233 - In this state-chamber, dying by degrees, Hours and long hours in the dead night, I ask "Do I live, am I dead?" Peace, peace seems all. Saint Praxed's ever was the church for peace; And so, about this tomb of mine. I fought...
Página 235 - To comfort me on my entablature Whereon I am to lie till I must ask 'Do I live, am I dead?' There, leave me, there! For ye have stabbed me with ingratitude To death - ye wish it - God, ye wish it! Stone Gritstone, a-crumble!
Página 489 - No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his father and his God.
Página 469 - That what we love shall ne'er be so. I know not why I could not die, I had no earthly hope — but faith, And that forbade a selfish death.
Página 233 - Put me where I may look at him! True peach, Rosy and flawless: how I earned the prize! Draw close: that conflagration of my church — What then? So much was saved if aught were missed!
Página 488 - On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Página 235 - Good strong thick stupefying incensesmoke ! For as I lie here, hours of the dead night, Dying in state and by such slow degrees, I fold my arms as if they clasped a crook, And stretch my feet forth straight as stone can point, And let the bedclothes for a mortcloth drop Into great laps and folds of...
Página 234 - Ready to twitch the Nymph's last garment off, And Moses with the tables . . . but I know Ye mark me not! What do they whisper thee, Child of my bowels, Anselm?
Página 60 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
Página 234 - Praxed's ear to pray Horses for ye, and brown Greek manuscripts, And mistresses with great smooth marbly limbs ? — That's if ye carve my epitaph aright, Choice Latin, picked phrase, Tully's every word, No gaudy ware like Gandolf's second line — Tully, my masters? Ulpian serves his need!