Temple Bar, Volume 2Ward and Lock, 1861 |
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... hand over the names appended to the portraits , just strive by guess - work to determine who are the nobly - descended and who the base - born in that long panorama of faces . Long odds may be laid that when you come to remove your hand ...
... hand over the names appended to the portraits , just strive by guess - work to determine who are the nobly - descended and who the base - born in that long panorama of faces . Long odds may be laid that when you come to remove your hand ...
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... hand , and to mend him- self when it required repair ; and beneath that a waistcoat and trousers of coarse gray ... hands . His hair was naturally dark and glossy , and he needed no Macassar . He looked like a man who washed with yellow ...
... hand , and to mend him- self when it required repair ; and beneath that a waistcoat and trousers of coarse gray ... hands . His hair was naturally dark and glossy , and he needed no Macassar . He looked like a man who washed with yellow ...
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... hand . The prisoner could only continue to blub- ber , to wring his handcuffed hands , and to talk about his bedridden grandmother and his eleven children . " This must be put a stop to , " continued his lordship , glancing with benign ...
... hand . The prisoner could only continue to blub- ber , to wring his handcuffed hands , and to talk about his bedridden grandmother and his eleven children . " This must be put a stop to , " continued his lordship , glancing with benign ...
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... hand which her easily- pacified friend had proferred her , the door had closed upon the Honour- able Miss Salusbury . " A nun or a Sister of Charity ! why not , indeed ? ” And she went on , very carefully and deliberately marking in the ...
... hand which her easily- pacified friend had proferred her , the door had closed upon the Honour- able Miss Salusbury . " A nun or a Sister of Charity ! why not , indeed ? ” And she went on , very carefully and deliberately marking in the ...
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... hand . " She held out her honest palm and left it in the curate's grasp , while he pressed it long and cordially . He looked in her face , and saw nothing in that wild , wilful face but truth and generosity . He would have liked to have ...
... hand . " She held out her honest palm and left it in the curate's grasp , while he pressed it long and cordially . He looked in her face , and saw nothing in that wild , wilful face but truth and generosity . He would have liked to have ...
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Page 240 - I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Page 178 - He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.
Page 182 - I was a freshman ; it was admirable curious gothic architecture, and fine figures in the nitches ; 'twas one of those built by king for his queen.) The ballad-singer complained he had no custom — he could not put off his ballads. The jolly doctor puts off his gown, and puts on the ballad-singer's leathern jacket, and being a handsome man, and a rare full voice, he presently vended a great many, and had a great audience.
Page 481 - You are now a minister's wife, and must now so far forget your father's house as not to claim a precedence of any of your parishioners, for you are to know that a priest's wife can challenge no precedence or place, but that which she purchases by her obliging humility ; and I am sure places so purchased do best become them. And let me tell you, that I am so good a herald as to assure you that this is truth.
Page 230 - ... were brought up over the blue, and everything well watered, and so all left blue again till next time, with, perhaps, a film of morning and evening mist for dew.
Page 482 - ... some of the meaner sort of his parish did so love and reverence Mr Herbert that they would let their plough rest when Mr Herbert's Saints Bell" rung to prayers that they might also offer their devotions to God with him; and would then return back to their plough.
Page 480 - They should neither have a precedency or priority of the other; but that prayer and preaching, being equally useful, might agree like brethren, and have an equal honour and estimation.
Page 485 - Drink not the third glass, which thou canst not tame, When once it is within thee ; but before Mayst rule it, as thou list: and pour the shame, Which it would pour on thee, upon the floor. It is most just to throw that on the ground, Which would throw me there, if I keep the round.
Page 195 - Who ne'er his bread in sorrow ate, Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours Weeping upon his bed has sate, He knows you not, ye Heavenly Powers.
Page 486 - ... sad taste convey, Making my minde to smell my fatall day ; Yet sugring the su'spicion. Farewell deare flowers, sweetly your time ye spent, Fit, while ye liv'd, for smell or ornament, And after death for cures. I follow straight without complaints or grief, Since if my sent be good, I care not, if It be as short as yours.