Temple Bar, Volume 38George Augustus Sala, Edmund Yates Ward and Lock, 1873 - English periodicals |
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... England opening the door for her - as if she was laying me under an obligation ! I can forgive much , Lady Janet - including the terms in which you thought it decent to order me out of your house . I am quite willing to accept the offer ...
... England opening the door for her - as if she was laying me under an obligation ! I can forgive much , Lady Janet - including the terms in which you thought it decent to order me out of your house . I am quite willing to accept the offer ...
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... England . " She walked towards the door . This time Lady Janet answered , as readily and as explicitly as it was possible to desire . 66 " I shall refuse to receive your letters , " she said . Grace returned a few steps , threateningly ...
... England . " She walked towards the door . This time Lady Janet answered , as readily and as explicitly as it was possible to desire . 66 " I shall refuse to receive your letters , " she said . Grace returned a few steps , threateningly ...
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... England , where you have no friends . Whether you go to law with me or not , you will surely feel the necessity of ... England to annoy me . " " Your ladyship is quite right , " she said . " I shall certainly not remain in England . I ...
... England , where you have no friends . Whether you go to law with me or not , you will surely feel the necessity of ... England to annoy me . " " Your ladyship is quite right , " she said . " I shall certainly not remain in England . I ...
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... England of her own free will , after a conversation with me which has perfectly succeeded in composing and satisfying her . Not a word more , my dear , to me , or to my nephew , or to any other human creature , of what has happened in ...
... England of her own free will , after a conversation with me which has perfectly succeeded in composing and satisfying her . Not a word more , my dear , to me , or to my nephew , or to any other human creature , of what has happened in ...
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... England , by an order of council in 1547 , was obliged to have a copy of this Paraphrase ; ' and I recently read in ' Notes and Queries , ' that store- house of information , of a charge for the " chayninge " the " Englishe Paraphrase ...
... England , by an order of council in 1547 , was obliged to have a copy of this Paraphrase ; ' and I recently read in ' Notes and Queries , ' that store- house of information , of a charge for the " chayninge " the " Englishe Paraphrase ...
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Page 90 - TO HELEN. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.
Page 500 - I see the spectacle of morning from the hilltop over against my house, from daybreak to sunrise, with emotions which an angel might share. The long slender bars of cloud float like fishes in the sea of crimson light. From the earth, as a shore, I look out into that silent sea. I seem to partake its rapid transformations; the active enchantment reaches my dust, and I dilate and conspire with the morning wind.
Page 459 - The lion would not leave her desolate, But with her went along, as a strong guard Of her chaste person, and a faithful mate Of her sad troubles and misfortunes hard ; Still, when she slept, he kept both watch and ward; And, when she waked, he waited diligent, With humble service to her will prepared : From her fair eyes he took commandement, And ever by her looks conceived her intent.
Page 542 - If ever this nation should produce genius sufficient to acquire to us the honourable distinction of an English school, the name of Gainsborough will be transmitted to posterity, in the history of the art, among the very first of that rising name.
Page 456 - Crosse he bore, The deare remembrance of his dying Lord, For whose sweete sake that glorious badge he wore, And dead, as living, ever him ador'd : Upon his shield the like was also scor'd, For soveraine hope which in his helpe he had.
Page 504 - God ! God ! God ! Everything I have in my trunks that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
Page 504 - She is not a Cleopatra; but she is at least a Charmian. She has a rich eastern look; she has fine eyes and fine manners. When she comes into a room she makes an impression the same as the Beauty of a leopardess. She is too fine and too conscious of herself to repulse any Man who may address her — from habit she thinks that nothing particular.
Page 173 - I do not write resentfully or angrily; for I know how all these things have worked together to make me what I am; but I never afterwards forgot, I never shall forget, I never can forget, that my mother was warm for my being sent back.
Page 459 - And all the way their merry pipes they sound, That all the woods with double eccho ring, And with their horned feet do weare the ground, Leaping like wanton kids in pleasant spring. So towards old Sylvanus they her bring...
Page 504 - I am at such times too much occupied in admiring to be awkward or in a tremble. I forget myself entirely because I live in her. You will by this time think I am in love with her; so before I go any further I will tell you I am not — she kept me awake one Night as a tune of Mozart's might do. I speak of the thing as a pastime and an amusement, than which I can feel none deeper than a conversation with an imperial woman, the very ' yes ' and ' no ' of whose Lips is to me a Banquet.