The Scrap Table for MDCCCXXXI.Carter, Hendee & Babcock, 1830 - 184 pàgines |
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Pàgina 13
... lady of high rank and distinction , who stood near her , in the brilliant circle of courtiers and at- tendants , presented him in a manner that proclaimed him a favorite . More than a mere look of respect 2 * passed between them at the ...
... lady of high rank and distinction , who stood near her , in the brilliant circle of courtiers and at- tendants , presented him in a manner that proclaimed him a favorite . More than a mere look of respect 2 * passed between them at the ...
Pàgina 14
... lady , a rival seemed all at once to arise , whose pretentions and whose character seemed to throw all others in the shade . He was the handsomest man I ever saw ; but his was the beauty of strength , as well as symmetry . The lady ...
... lady , a rival seemed all at once to arise , whose pretentions and whose character seemed to throw all others in the shade . He was the handsomest man I ever saw ; but his was the beauty of strength , as well as symmetry . The lady ...
Pàgina 19
... lady of rank and beauty , distanced every other competitor . There was a grace and fitness in their union : the one all strength , and the other all beauty ; the one heart beating to the noblest duties of life - the other , the very ...
... lady of rank and beauty , distanced every other competitor . There was a grace and fitness in their union : the one all strength , and the other all beauty ; the one heart beating to the noblest duties of life - the other , the very ...
Pàgina 46
... lady at the head , the fair daughters opposite each other , the viands , and the well dressed servants , made the ... ladies of their love . Well ; the eldest was at last wooed and won by a fortunate youth , and we saw her in the ...
... lady at the head , the fair daughters opposite each other , the viands , and the well dressed servants , made the ... ladies of their love . Well ; the eldest was at last wooed and won by a fortunate youth , and we saw her in the ...
Pàgina 53
... Lady Cathcart well remembers as the happy scene of her infancy , ) and that which was once the pride of Lady Warren . From Sand - hill to the monument , which stood near her house , nothing but villas and shrubbe- ries met the eye ...
... Lady Cathcart well remembers as the happy scene of her infancy , ) and that which was once the pride of Lady Warren . From Sand - hill to the monument , which stood near her house , nothing but villas and shrubbe- ries met the eye ...
Altres edicions - Mostra-ho tot
Frases i termes més freqüents
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
Passatges populars
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 147 - Doubt thou the stars are fire ; Doubt that the sun doth move ; Doubt truth to be a liar ; But never doubt I love.
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 125 - How happy could I be with either, Were t'other dear Charmer away!
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.