Temple Bar, Volume 7Ward and Lock, 1862 |
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... believe in every thing and every body . " How you do fidget , Edward ! " whispered Martin Mostyn peevishly ; " why don't you look at the stage ? It's capital fun . " " Fun ! " " Yes ; I don't mean the tragedy , you know ; but the ...
... believe in every thing and every body . " How you do fidget , Edward ! " whispered Martin Mostyn peevishly ; " why don't you look at the stage ? It's capital fun . " " Fun ! " " Yes ; I don't mean the tragedy , you know ; but the ...
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... believe , the ordinary remuneration of a stage- soldier . They pay as much for the real thing as for the sham , you see ; the defenders of our country risk their lives for about the same consideration . Where are you going , Ned ...
... believe , the ordinary remuneration of a stage- soldier . They pay as much for the real thing as for the sham , you see ; the defenders of our country risk their lives for about the same consideration . Where are you going , Ned ...
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... believe that , though the father made a pretence of talking of these things only for the amusement of his child , he was actually the more childish of the two . It was only when he left that fire - lit room , and went back into the hard ...
... believe that , though the father made a pretence of talking of these things only for the amusement of his child , he was actually the more childish of the two . It was only when he left that fire - lit room , and went back into the hard ...
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... believe they call it . " " Arthur ! that's the son of the present possessor ? " " Yes . If I and my poor little girl , who is delicate like her mother , should die before either of these three men , there is another who will stand in my ...
... believe they call it . " " Arthur ! that's the son of the present possessor ? " " Yes . If I and my poor little girl , who is delicate like her mother , should die before either of these three men , there is another who will stand in my ...
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... believe Paul Marchmont is a good man ; but I can assign no sufficient reason for my hatred and terror of him . It is impossible for you , a frank and careless boy , to realise the feelings of a man who looks at his only child , and ...
... believe Paul Marchmont is a good man ; but I can assign no sufficient reason for my hatred and terror of him . It is impossible for you , a frank and careless boy , to realise the feelings of a man who looks at his only child , and ...
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Page 381 - Here thou, great ANNA ! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take — and sometimes tea.
Page 344 - COME, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, " To be exalted thus;" " Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply,
Page 581 - It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to the house of feasting: for that is the end of all men; and the living will lay it to his heart.
Page 95 - All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey. This Flecknoe ' found, who, like Augustus, young Was called to empire and had governed long, In prose and verse was owned without dispute Through all the realms of Nonsense absolute.
Page 581 - Sermons, with his own comick figure, from a painting by Reynolds, at the head of them ? They are in the style I think most proper for the pulpit, and show a strong imagination and a sensible heart ; but you see him often tottering on the verge of laughter, and ready to throw his periwig in the face of the audience.
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Page 79 - And save the expense of long litigious laws, Where suits are traversed, and so little won That he who conquers is but last undone. Such are not your decrees ; but so designed, The sanction leaves a lasting peace behind, Like your own soul serene, a pattern of your mind.
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Page 80 - ... years and ten. Better to hunt in fields, for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught ; The wise, for cure, on exercise depend ; God never made his work, for man to mend. The tree of knowledge, once in Eden placed, Was easy found, but was forbid the taste : Oh, had our grandsire walk'd without his wife, He first had sought the better plant of life ! Now both are lost : yet, wandering in the dark, Physicians, for the tree, have found the bark : They, labouring for relief of...
Page 384 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.