Ballou's Monthly Magazine, Volums 27-28Thomes & Talbot, 1868 |
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Pàgina 46
... arms as I fell . For I swooned away . When I woke Charlie was bending over me . " Did you hear it ? " I whispered ... arm and implored him to stop . For there were strange sounds within -a confused tramping about the floor , so hard and ...
... arms as I fell . For I swooned away . When I woke Charlie was bending over me . " Did you hear it ? " I whispered ... arm and implored him to stop . For there were strange sounds within -a confused tramping about the floor , so hard and ...
Pàgina 54
... arm around her — for they were quite in the country now - and asked , gently : " Are you warm , my darling ? " She ... arms , as she fills my heart ; and my Juliet is the only one in all the world who just meets my requirements . Say ...
... arm around her — for they were quite in the country now - and asked , gently : " Are you warm , my darling ? " She ... arms , as she fills my heart ; and my Juliet is the only one in all the world who just meets my requirements . Say ...
Pàgina 60
... arm in arm , tripped down the stairs following Mrs. Dalrymple's gliding step . The three ladies gathered around the ... arms , wrapped her quickly in the broadcloth coat he flung off from his own form , and crushed out the blaze . Sibyl ...
... arm in arm , tripped down the stairs following Mrs. Dalrymple's gliding step . The three ladies gathered around the ... arms , wrapped her quickly in the broadcloth coat he flung off from his own form , and crushed out the blaze . Sibyl ...
Pàgina 61
... arm disfigured by a cruel blister . " As I might have been , but for the gentle- man . And I never thanked him . But it was your cousin , I suppose , and he did not wish it . How strangely he looked , and how deadly pale he was ...
... arm disfigured by a cruel blister . " As I might have been , but for the gentle- man . And I never thanked him . But it was your cousin , I suppose , and he did not wish it . How strangely he looked , and how deadly pale he was ...
Pàgina 72
... arm round her to hold her away from me . " My dear Miss Maxwell , " I said , “ don't , I beg of you , be so agitated ... arms about me , pinning my own to my sides so that I was comparatively powerless , and sent forth upon the still ...
... arm round her to hold her away from me . " My dear Miss Maxwell , " I said , “ don't , I beg of you , be so agitated ... arms about me , pinning my own to my sides so that I was comparatively powerless , and sent forth upon the still ...
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Pàgina 367 - Thou mayst prove false: at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully: Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond; And therefore thou mayst think my 'haviour light: But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange.
Pàgina 508 - PIPES of the misty moorlands, Voice of the glens and hills ; The droning of the torrents, The treble of the rills! Not the braes of broom and heather, Nor the mountains dark with rain, Nor maiden bower, nor border tower, Have heard your sweetest strain ! Dear to the Lowland reaper, And plaided mountaineer,- — To the cottage and the castle The Scottish pipes are dear ; — Sweet sounds the ancient pibroch O'er mountain, loch, and glade ; But the sweetest of all music The Pipes at Lucknow played....
Pàgina 415 - We cannot but add, that of this lordly palace, where princes feasted and heroes fought, now in the bloody earnest of storm and siege, and now in the games of chivalry, where beauty dealt the prize which valour won, all is now desolate.
Pàgina 343 - Late, late, so late! and dark the night and chill! Late, late, so late! but we can enter still. Too late, too late! ye cannot enter now. 'No light had we: for that we do repent; And learning this, the bridegroom will relent. Too late, too late! ye cannot enter now.
Pàgina 510 - Here Ehrenbreitstein, with her shatter'd wall Black with the miner's blast, upon her height Yet shows of what she was, when shell and ball Rebounding idly on her strength did light...
Pàgina 12 - It consists of diamonds, pearls, rubies, sapphires, and emeralds, set in silver and gold; it has a crimson velvet cap with ermine border, and is lined with white silk. Its gross weight is 39 oz.
Pàgina 414 - The lordly structure itself, which rose near the centre of this spacious enclosure, was composed of a huge pile of magnificent castellated buildings, apparently of different ages, surrounding an inner court, and bearing in the names attached to each portion of the magnificent mass, and in the armorial bearings which were there blazoned, the emblems of mighty chiefs who had long passed away...
Pàgina 415 - The bed of the lake is but a rushy swamp ; and the massive ruins of the Castle only serve to show what their splendour once was, and to impress on the musing visitor the transitory value of human possessions, and the happiness of those who enjoy a humble lot in virtuous contentment.
Pàgina 381 - Yes, we'll gather at the river, The beautiful, the beautiful river — Gather with the saints at the river That flows by the throne of God.
Pàgina 415 - The external wall of this royal Castle was, on the south and west sides, adorned and defended by a lake partly artificial, across which Leicester had constructed a stately bridge, that Elizabeth might enter the Castle by a path hitherto untrodden, instead of the usual entrance to the northward, over which he had erected a gate-house or barbican, which still exists, and is equal in extent and superior in architecture, to the baronial castle of many a northern chief.