The Schoolmaster, and Edinburgh Weekly Magazine, Volúmenes1-2John Anderson [for John Johnstone], 1832 |
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... manner , genuine Irish humour , and an exqui- site talent for mimickry , extending to mind as well as manner , rendered him the favourite of the whole camp . The drunken sailor , swaggering officer , strutting martinet , and awkward ...
... manner , genuine Irish humour , and an exqui- site talent for mimickry , extending to mind as well as manner , rendered him the favourite of the whole camp . The drunken sailor , swaggering officer , strutting martinet , and awkward ...
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... manner the effect of these turbulent times is felt even at Orchard - side , where in general we live as undisturbed ... manners and inflexible integrity . Though con- stantly in Opposition , he was a favourite with the King , who , with ...
... manner the effect of these turbulent times is felt even at Orchard - side , where in general we live as undisturbed ... manners and inflexible integrity . Though con- stantly in Opposition , he was a favourite with the King , who , with ...
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... manner I told a Scotch gentleman that of wearing their plaids : that is , one of them re- such profound silence resembled the ancient procession of verses the old fashion , but which it is I do not re - gentleman told me ( and faith I ...
... manner I told a Scotch gentleman that of wearing their plaids : that is , one of them re- such profound silence resembled the ancient procession of verses the old fashion , but which it is I do not re - gentleman told me ( and faith I ...
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... manner ; and his hand- some open countenance could not be imagined to belong to I shud- so savage a monster as he ... manners , language , poetry and music of the Gael , and to their wars with the Danes . It gets over a great deal of ...
... manner ; and his hand- some open countenance could not be imagined to belong to I shud- so savage a monster as he ... manners , language , poetry and music of the Gael , and to their wars with the Danes . It gets over a great deal of ...
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... manner has he car- ried me many , many miles . In these pleasant excursions my uncle seldom forgot to make Susan ... manners , and would have selected for me proper books , such as were most fit to in- struct my mind , and of which he ...
... manner has he car- ried me many , many miles . In these pleasant excursions my uncle seldom forgot to make Susan ... manners , and would have selected for me proper books , such as were most fit to in- struct my mind , and of which he ...
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Página 273 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white ; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory...
Página 30 - Ho ! maidens of Vienna ; ho ! matrons of Lucerne ; Weep, weep, and rend your hair for those who never shall return. Ho ! Philip, send, for charity, thy Mexican pistoles, That Antwerp monks may sing a mass for thy poor spearmen's souls.
Página 290 - Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number, Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you — Ye are many — they are few.
Página 82 - The community is a fictitious body, composed of the individual persons who are considered as constituting as it were its members. The interest of the community then is, what? — the sum of the interests of the several members who compose it.
Página 298 - Equity is a roguish thing; for law we have a measure, know what to trust to; equity is according to the conscience of him that is Chancellor, and as that is larger or narrower, so is equity. 'Tis all one as if they should make the standard for the measure we call a foot, a Chancellor's foot; what an uncertain measure would this be!
Página 30 - Bartholomew," was passed from man to man ; But out spake gentle Henry, "No Frenchman is my foe : Down, down with every foreigner, but let your brethren go.
Página 290 - Tis to work and have such pay As just keeps life from day to day In your limbs, as in a cell For the tyrants...
Página 30 - D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought on vengeance, and, all along our van, "Remember St. Bartholomew,
Página 30 - Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land ! And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand ; And, as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's...
Página 268 - The time would e'er be o'er, And I on thee should look my last, And thou shouldst smile no more! And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again ; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain ! But when I speak— thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st unsaid...