The Scrap Table for MDCCCXXXI.Carter, Hendee & Babcock, 1830 - 184 páginas |
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... leave of him in the stirrup ; and I heard him give the final order for departure in the same breath in which he bade me farewell . I wait- ed on my return to town to catch one more glimpse of him at the public square , where the Prince ...
... leave of him in the stirrup ; and I heard him give the final order for departure in the same breath in which he bade me farewell . I wait- ed on my return to town to catch one more glimpse of him at the public square , where the Prince ...
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... leave of his prince and country forever . This strange and sudden de- sertion of the lovely woman who had joined her fate to his - this abandonment of his friends , and this flight to a foreign land , drew from us the most pointed ...
... leave of his prince and country forever . This strange and sudden de- sertion of the lovely woman who had joined her fate to his - this abandonment of his friends , and this flight to a foreign land , drew from us the most pointed ...
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... leave , return to mine own country , without her permission , as I came to France in spite of her brother Edward . Neither want I friends , able and willing to conduct me home , as they have brought me hither , though I was desi- 6 rous ...
... leave , return to mine own country , without her permission , as I came to France in spite of her brother Edward . Neither want I friends , able and willing to conduct me home , as they have brought me hither , though I was desi- 6 rous ...
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... leaving the large Venetian windows in the wings to exhibit , with undiminished effect , their full proportions . And The shrubbery was closely trimmed , and the gravel - walks were clean and smooth , and the grass was kept short and ...
... leaving the large Venetian windows in the wings to exhibit , with undiminished effect , their full proportions . And The shrubbery was closely trimmed , and the gravel - walks were clean and smooth , and the grass was kept short and ...
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... leave you with regret . ' The eyes of the youth sparkled with pleasure , at this remark , and , with a manner peculiarly his own , replied , ' My dear gene- ral , if I should ever fall into your hands , you shall be reminded of the ...
... leave you with regret . ' The eyes of the youth sparkled with pleasure , at this remark , and , with a manner peculiarly his own , replied , ' My dear gene- ral , if I should ever fall into your hands , you shall be reminded of the ...
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admiration American amusement appearance army arrived aunt Balcarras beautiful British British army Capt Beaufort Capt Reginald Cavan Beaufort character Charlotte Eustace cher colonel Hanger command crowd danger daughter dear delighted distance door dressed Easterling Edmund English excited fair fancy fate father feeling felt forever forget fortune French gave gentleman George Clinton glass guests hand happy head heard heart heaven honor hope horse Housseker instant island John Carr King's Arms known land letter look Lord Cornbury manner Mapleloft ment military mind Miss Eustace Miss St Lawrence mistress never night Norfolk punch officers passed pier glass pleasure possession prisoners received recollection regiment remark replied scarce scene seat seemed Sir Henry Clinton soon sorrow spirit St Hilary Stadtholder stood sweet taste thing tion Tippleglass took uncon village voice whig York York island young lady youth
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Página 64 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause ; and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Página 147 - Doubt thou the stars are fire ; Doubt that the sun doth move ; Doubt truth to be a liar ; But never doubt I love.
Página 31 - I SAW thy form in youthful prime, Nor thought that pale decay Would steal before the steps of Time, And waste its bloom away, Mary ! Yet still thy features wore that light, Which fleets not with the breath ; And life ne'er look'd more...
Página 121 - The small birds rejoice in the green leaves returning, The murmuring streamlet winds clear thro' the vale; The primroses blow in the dews of the morning, And wild...
Página 101 - In our country [she continues], though all men are not "created equal," such is the influence of the sentiment of liberty and political equality, that "All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame," may with as much probability be supposed to affect conduct and expectation in the log cabin as in the marble mansion; and to illustrate this truth, to dispel that erroneous belief of the necessary baseness of the "common people...
Página 125 - How happy could I be with either, Were t'other dear Charmer away!
Página 99 - England, has rendered herself forever famous. The exhibition of her devotion to him amid the horrors of battle, and the tedious hours of sickness, has been celebrated by the classic pen of Burgoyne, as a ' picture of the spirit, the enterprize, and the distress of romance realized, and regulated, upon the chaste and sober principles of rational love and connubial duty.
Página 80 - Arms, the noisy chorus of the bar was hushed to silence, and Tippleglass sank to rest with sundry calculations of profit, which were followed by a delightful dream of wealth and repose. He might have been almost heard to exclaim, with ancient Pistol : ' A foutra for the world and worldlings base, I speak of Africa and golden joys,' THE EXILE, ' I will a round unvarnished tale deliver.
Página 32 - Seem'd worthless in thy own, Mary ! If souls could always dwell above, Thou ne'er hadst left that sphere : Or could we keep the souls we love, We ne'er had lost thee here, Mary ! Though many a gifted mind we meet, Though fairest forms we see, To live with them is far less sweet, Than to remember thee, Mary !i — :o: — BY THAT LAKE WHOSE GLOOMY SHORE.