Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 67W. Blackwood., 1850 - England |
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... fall in with lively old English residents , who " speak the language as fluently as a native , " and tell you it's all nonsense , they never looked into a grammar 1850. ] 15 My Peninsular Medal . - Part III . MY PENINSULAR MEDAL. ...
... fall in with lively old English residents , who " speak the language as fluently as a native , " and tell you it's all nonsense , they never looked into a grammar 1850. ] 15 My Peninsular Medal . - Part III . MY PENINSULAR MEDAL. ...
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... Speak the lan- guage whenever you can - that of course ; hear it spoken ; dine at the table d'hôte - that's worth a five shil- ling lesson at any time , and you get your dinner extra ; but , all the while , read daily , work your ...
... Speak the lan- guage whenever you can - that of course ; hear it spoken ; dine at the table d'hôte - that's worth a five shil- ling lesson at any time , and you get your dinner extra ; but , all the while , read daily , work your ...
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... speak to him told the little fellow to sit quiet , and he would soon come to him again . To keep him out of mischief he locked the door . The gentleman kept him in conversation longer than he expected , and caused his forgetting the ...
... speak to him told the little fellow to sit quiet , and he would soon come to him again . To keep him out of mischief he locked the door . The gentleman kept him in conversation longer than he expected , and caused his forgetting the ...
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... speak more correctly , there was no unifor- mity in the abuses which existed amongst them . Arrangements were found in one , no trace of which might be discovered in another . All were bad , but the evils in each were differ- ent , or ...
... speak more correctly , there was no unifor- mity in the abuses which existed amongst them . Arrangements were found in one , no trace of which might be discovered in another . All were bad , but the evils in each were differ- ent , or ...
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... speak your mind before cabin and cuddy , or to - morrow morning , by Jove ! you'll go quietly ashore with me , sir - as I think , now you remind me of it , we settled to do , already ! " The mate's face whitened , and he eyed me with a ...
... speak your mind before cabin and cuddy , or to - morrow morning , by Jove ! you'll go quietly ashore with me , sir - as I think , now you remind me of it , we settled to do , already ! " The mate's face whitened , and he eyed me with a ...
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Page 306 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt, for all ; And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Page 618 - And then it started like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons; I have heard, The cock that is the trumpet to the morn Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day...
Page 306 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale, No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Page 482 - O, that the slave had forty thousand lives ! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge.
Page 507 - I do perceive here a divided duty: To you I am bound for life, and education; My life, and education, both do learn me How to respect you ; you are the lord of duty, I am hitherto your daughter: But here's my husband; And so much duty as my mother show'd To you, preferring you before her father, So much I challenge that I may profess Due to the Moor, my lord.
Page 63 - ... to remember the forgotten, to attend to the neglected, to visit the forsaken, and to compare and collate the distresses of all men in all countries. His plan is original ; and it is as full of genius as it is of humanity. It was a voyage of discovery, a circumnavigation of charity.
Page 304 - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And ev'n those ills that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms...
Page 621 - CALL it not vain ¡—they do not err, Who say, that when the Poet dies, Mute Nature mourns her worshipper, And celebrates his obsequies : Who say, tall cliff, and cavern lone, For the departed Bard make moan ; That mountains weep in crystal rill ; That flowers in tears of balm distil ; Through his loved groves that breezes sigh, And oaks, in deeper groan, reply; And rivers teach their rushing wave To murmur dirges round his grave.
Page 391 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Page 492 - Dangerous conceits are, in their natures, poisons, Which, at the first, are scarce found to distaste ; But, with a little act upon the blood, Burn like the mines of sulphur.