Ainsworth's Magazine, Volume 2William Harrison Ainsworth Chapman and Hall, 1842 - English literature |
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... in which the author of The Miser's Daughter may be seen , not as some pale , worn , pining scholar - some fagging , half- exhausted , periodical romancer - but as an English gentleman W. HARRISON AINSWORTH , ESQ . XV.
... in which the author of The Miser's Daughter may be seen , not as some pale , worn , pining scholar - some fagging , half- exhausted , periodical romancer - but as an English gentleman W. HARRISON AINSWORTH , ESQ . XV.
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... seen me play Flora before , Mr. Crew ? " " I am almost ashamed to confess that this is the first time I have ever been in a theatre in London , " replied Randulph . " I told you he was fresh from the country , Kitty , " laughed the old ...
... seen me play Flora before , Mr. Crew ? " " I am almost ashamed to confess that this is the first time I have ever been in a theatre in London , " replied Randulph . " I told you he was fresh from the country , Kitty , " laughed the old ...
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... seen me in one part , and can't there- fore judge , " she replied . " However , I accept the compliment , as I have just done Sir Singleton's . " Trussell had felt some uneasiness about his nephew during the latter part of the ...
... seen me in one part , and can't there- fore judge , " she replied . " However , I accept the compliment , as I have just done Sir Singleton's . " Trussell had felt some uneasiness about his nephew during the latter part of the ...
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... seen her , since my visit to her father . And now I wish to be alone . Take care to get me a domino before Thursday . " AN ARISTOCRATIC DINNER - PARTY IN NEW YORK . BY UNCLE SAM . RAT - TAT - A - RARY ! So this is the mansion of a ...
... seen her , since my visit to her father . And now I wish to be alone . Take care to get me a domino before Thursday . " AN ARISTOCRATIC DINNER - PARTY IN NEW YORK . BY UNCLE SAM . RAT - TAT - A - RARY ! So this is the mansion of a ...
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... seen the patent flower- pots ? No , sir ; but some of our American pans are said to be made of very superior clay : really those we used to have from England were very odious things . - Ah , odious shapes , indeed ! but the patent ...
... seen the patent flower- pots ? No , sir ; but some of our American pans are said to be made of very superior clay : really those we used to have from England were very odious things . - Ah , odious shapes , indeed ! but the patent ...
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Page 350 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Page 350 - Fast by the oracle of God, I thence Invoke thy aid to my adventurous song, That with no middle flight intends to soar Above th' Aonian mount, while it pursues Things unattempted yet in prose or rhyme.
Page 374 - In the name of God amen. The 1 st day of September in the 36th year of the reign of our sovereign lord Henry VIII by the grace of God King of England, France and Ireland, defender of the faith and of the church of England and also of Ireland, in earth the supreme head, and in the year of our Lord God 1544.
Page 421 - Amphytrion" to the stage, I heard him give it his first reading to the actors, in which, though it is true he delivered the plain sense of every period, yet the whole was in so cold, so flat, and unaffecting a manner, that I am afraid of not being believed when I affirm it.
Page 421 - Though secure of our hearts, yet confoundedly sick If they were not his own by finessing and trick: He cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack, For he knew, when he pleased, he could whistle them back.
Page 49 - Delia, how w' esteem the half-blown rose, The image of thy blush and summer's honour, Whilst yet her tender bud doth undisclose That full of beauty Time bestows upon her. No sooner spreads her glory in the air, But straight her wide-blown pomp comes to decline ; She then is scorned that late adorned the fair; So fade the roses of those cheeks of thine. No April can revive thy withered flowers, Whose springing grace adorns thy glory now, Swift speedy Time, feathered with flying hours, Dissolves the...
Page 421 - It has sometimes been objected to the theatrical artist, that he merely repeats the language and embodies the conceptions of the poet. But the allegation, though specious, is unfounded. It has been completely established, by a great and genial critic of our own time, that the deeper beauties of poetry cannot be shaped forth by the actor,* and it is equally true, that the poet has little share in the highest triumphs of the performer.
Page 330 - See how the flowers, as at parade, Under their colours stand displayed: Each regiment in order grows, That of the tulip, pink, and rose. But when the vigilant patrol Of stars walks round about the Pole, Their leaves, that to the stalks are curled, Seem to their staves the ensigns furled. Then in some flower's beloved hut Each bee as sentinel is shut, And sleeps so too: but, if once stirred, She runs you through, nor asks the word.
Page 519 - She was a form of life and light, That, seen, became a part of sight...
Page xiv - ... such a series of incidents as should naturally introduce every relic of the old pile — its towers, chapels, halls, chambers, gateways, arches, and drawbridges, so that no part of it should remain unillustrated.