The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Volumul 28Joseph Rogerson |
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Pagina 2
... hand , and growing grey and lustreless . So one day , as she stood combing them out at her mirror , and thinking how she might witch away the heart of the young lord of Randals- wood , her eyes fell suddenly on her decaying beauty , and ...
... hand , and growing grey and lustreless . So one day , as she stood combing them out at her mirror , and thinking how she might witch away the heart of the young lord of Randals- wood , her eyes fell suddenly on her decaying beauty , and ...
Pagina 6
... hand , as he descended the steep and rocky braes . The stranger , mean- while , with a whistle to the goats which they seemed perfectly to understand - for you must know , Ella , that goats were always looked on by the mountaineers as ...
... hand , as he descended the steep and rocky braes . The stranger , mean- while , with a whistle to the goats which they seemed perfectly to understand - for you must know , Ella , that goats were always looked on by the mountaineers as ...
Pagina 8
... hand , " crying , when I am about to bid you all to my wedding , fair maidens , on this day month ; and now who'll come and walk in the wood ? for I never can sleep after sitting up till morning , waiting for the return of dancers from ...
... hand , " crying , when I am about to bid you all to my wedding , fair maidens , on this day month ; and now who'll come and walk in the wood ? for I never can sleep after sitting up till morning , waiting for the return of dancers from ...
Pagina 12
... hand as she mur- mured , " Under your influence and guidance , dearest , and with the blessing of God , I trust it will be a new year to me ! " And it was so , and the precursor of many of increasing usefulness and happiness ; as a wife ...
... hand as she mur- mured , " Under your influence and guidance , dearest , and with the blessing of God , I trust it will be a new year to me ! " And it was so , and the precursor of many of increasing usefulness and happiness ; as a wife ...
Pagina 16
... hand and smiled , while the woman day weaker and weaker , and seemed , to use his passed on with a disappointed air . But the own words , as if thousands of bright stars were smile was not one of mockery ; just so had he constantly ...
... hand and smiled , while the woman day weaker and weaker , and seemed , to use his passed on with a disappointed air . But the own words , as if thousands of bright stars were smile was not one of mockery ; just so had he constantly ...
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Pagina 118 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet love were slain : his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man...
Pagina 254 - I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o' the May. He thought I was a ghost, mother, for I was all in white; And I ran by him without speaking, like a flash of light : They call me cruel-hearted, but I care not what they say, For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o
Pagina 202 - O'er mountain, tower, and town, Or, mirrored in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down ! As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem. As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam. For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span • Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.
Pagina 190 - The Cypress and her spire; —Of flowers that with one scarlet gleam Cover a hundred leagues, and seem To set the hills on fire. The Youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake, With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds.
Pagina 137 - IT is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter than before, The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare And grass in the green field.
Pagina 190 - Her father took another mate ; And Ruth, not seven years old, A slighted child, at her own will Went wandering over dale and hill, In thoughtless freedom, bold.
Pagina 190 - He was a lovely youth ! I guess The panther in the wilderness Was not so fair as he ; And, when he chose to sport and play, No dolphin ever was so gay Upon the tropic sea.
Pagina 18 - The latter part of his life cannot be remembered but with pity and sadness. He languished some years under that depression of mind which enchains the faculties without destroying them, and leaves reason the knowledge of right without the power of pursuing it.
Pagina 254 - I sleep so sound all night, mother, that I shall never wake, If you do not call me loud when the day begins to break; But I must gather knots of flowers, and buds and garlands gay, For I'm to be Queen o...
Pagina 136 - I COME, I come ! ye have called me long, I come o'er the mountains with light and song ! Ye may trace my step o'er the wakening earth, By the winds which tell of the violet's birth, By the primrose-stars in the shadowy grass, By the green leaves, opening as I pass.