The Cornish Magazine, Edició 25J. Philip, 1826 |
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Pàgina 10
... hand , and with a firm and solemn voice commended his child to the mercy of Him who was about to receive his re ... hands in mine , I burst into tears . His sister was carried away fainting by the humane matron of the prison , and the ...
... hand , and with a firm and solemn voice commended his child to the mercy of Him who was about to receive his re ... hands in mine , I burst into tears . His sister was carried away fainting by the humane matron of the prison , and the ...
Pàgina 11
... hand is clasped in mine ; 1 gaze upon her placid brow , And ask what joys can equal thine ! A babe whose beauty's half divine , In sleep his mother's eyes doth hide , Where may Love seek a fitter shrine , Than thon - my own Fire - side ...
... hand is clasped in mine ; 1 gaze upon her placid brow , And ask what joys can equal thine ! A babe whose beauty's half divine , In sleep his mother's eyes doth hide , Where may Love seek a fitter shrine , Than thon - my own Fire - side ...
Pàgina 18
... hand to rescue them from their seivile and miserable condition . The papers lately laid upon the table of the House of Commons , would have supplied us with specific instances of cruelty to- wards the West India slaves , both male and ...
... hand to rescue them from their seivile and miserable condition . The papers lately laid upon the table of the House of Commons , would have supplied us with specific instances of cruelty to- wards the West India slaves , both male and ...
Pàgina 23
... hand , was presented to the youth ; a purse was netted for him , and a thou- sand other bewitching little agrèmens displayed , which women know so well how to call into action , and which are so seductive in their eflects upon those ...
... hand , was presented to the youth ; a purse was netted for him , and a thou- sand other bewitching little agrèmens displayed , which women know so well how to call into action , and which are so seductive in their eflects upon those ...
Pàgina 24
... hand across the fair brow of Mrs. Montgomery , she put aside the ringlets which overshadowed it , after the pause of perhaps a minute . " Are you his wife - but no ! " the fair maniac for such she was continued , " he is mine ; his ...
... hand across the fair brow of Mrs. Montgomery , she put aside the ringlets which overshadowed it , after the pause of perhaps a minute . " Are you his wife - but no ! " the fair maniac for such she was continued , " he is mine ; his ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 163 - Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested; that is, some books are to be read only in parts; others to be read, but not curiously; and some few to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention.
Pàgina 120 - Thou art gone to the grave ; we no longer behold thee. Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee, And sinners may hope, since the Saviour hath died.
Pàgina 29 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast...
Pàgina 129 - I observed, that those who had but just begun to climb the hill thought themselves not far from the top ; but, as they proceeded, new hills were continually rising to their view, and the summit of the highest they could before discern seemed but the foot of another, till the mountain at length appeared to lose itself in the clouds. As I was gazing on these things with astonishment, my good genius suddenly appeared : The mountain before thee, said he, is the Hill of Science.
Pàgina 151 - MINE be a cot beside the hill, A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear ; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall, shall linger near. The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch Shall twitter from her clay-built nest ; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest.
Pàgina 143 - To be happy at home is the ultimate result of all ambition, the end to which every enterprise and labour tends, and of which every desire prompts the prosecution.
Pàgina 167 - ... very frequently, both in public and in private, discourses have been purposely introduced, to the disparagement of his master, the Earl of Shaftesbury, his party, and designs, he could never be provoked to take any notice, or discover in word or look the least concern; so that I believe there is not in the world such a master of taciturnity and passion.
Pàgina 111 - Give back the lost and lovely ! those for whom The place was kept at board and hearth so long ! The prayer went up...
Pàgina 168 - ... student's place, and deprive him of all the rights and advantages thereunto belonging, for which this shall be your warrant; and so we bid you heartily farewell. Given at our Court at Whitehall, llth day of November, 1684. " By his Majesty's command, SUNDERLAND.
Pàgina 112 - make it otherwise. I write according to the thoughts I feel ; when I think upon God my heart is so full of joy that the notes dance and leap, as it were, from my pen ; and since God has given me a cheerful heart, it will be pardoned me that I serve him with a cheerful spirit.