The Schoolmaster, and Edinburgh Weekly Magazine, Volúmenes1-2John Anderson [for John Johnstone], 1832 |
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... manner very different from what can be at- tempted in this limited publication . His own elo- quent and energetic letters , wherever his genuine feelings guided his pen , afford the truest insight into his manly , and , in many points ...
... manner very different from what can be at- tempted in this limited publication . His own elo- quent and energetic letters , wherever his genuine feelings guided his pen , afford the truest insight into his manly , and , in many points ...
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... manner ! " " Why that's true , " replied the fellow , " for the beast isn't paid a shilling a day to be whipped as you are ! " The Life - Guardsman walked on . - Asmodeus in London . " When a field of grain is ready for the sickle , the ...
... manner ! " " Why that's true , " replied the fellow , " for the beast isn't paid a shilling a day to be whipped as you are ! " The Life - Guardsman walked on . - Asmodeus in London . " When a field of grain is ready for the sickle , the ...
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... manner , attended by two thousand horsemen , she approached Lamber - church * ( or Lamberterche , as the old writers call it ) , where King James's party were waiting for her in a pavilion which had been erected there for the purpose ...
... manner , attended by two thousand horsemen , she approached Lamber - church * ( or Lamberterche , as the old writers call it ) , where King James's party were waiting for her in a pavilion which had been erected there for the purpose ...
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... manner by adding - aside to some friend of the family- " My Basil is a strange fellow ; can do anything he pleases — all his masters say so ; but he is a sad idle dog- all your men of genius are so ; puts off business always to the last ...
... manner by adding - aside to some friend of the family- " My Basil is a strange fellow ; can do anything he pleases — all his masters say so ; but he is a sad idle dog- all your men of genius are so ; puts off business always to the last ...
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... manner of Plutarch , I had not decided , when I was roused from my reverie by my My wife's relation , Mr. Croft , received us better than wife , who pointing to a large bale of paper that was di- she expected , and worse than I hoped ...
... manner of Plutarch , I had not decided , when I was roused from my reverie by my My wife's relation , Mr. Croft , received us better than wife , who pointing to a large bale of paper that was di- she expected , and worse than I hoped ...
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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...