The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Volume 32Joseph Rogerson, 1850 - Fashion |
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... poor to the full extent of his means . Had Alice , seduced by an Utopian advertisement , bestowed her fifty pounds on a newly founded charitable asylum ; or had she even , in the effervescence of youthful credulity , given it to a ...
... poor to the full extent of his means . Had Alice , seduced by an Utopian advertisement , bestowed her fifty pounds on a newly founded charitable asylum ; or had she even , in the effervescence of youthful credulity , given it to a ...
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... poor , rendered her , he said , a pattern to all young women . Cranfield heard this character in silent surprise ; such indeed was the Alice Dorien of former days , but the embroidered handkerchiefs - those tremendous , although tiny ...
... poor , rendered her , he said , a pattern to all young women . Cranfield heard this character in silent surprise ; such indeed was the Alice Dorien of former days , but the embroidered handkerchiefs - those tremendous , although tiny ...
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... poor child ; are too important , and my clients too numerous but my reason speaks in vain - it cannot form to admit of your breaking in upon . Whenever I my heart to love her ! I cannot look upon her wish to see you , Charlotte shall ...
... poor child ; are too important , and my clients too numerous but my reason speaks in vain - it cannot form to admit of your breaking in upon . Whenever I my heart to love her ! I cannot look upon her wish to see you , Charlotte shall ...
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... poor brother ; and , ignorant of where he is , conscience for the unfatherly rigour he had ex - fearing every minute to hear he is taken , and ercised , and in a tone of voice somewhat less savage , he ordered Mauricette to sit down and ...
... poor brother ; and , ignorant of where he is , conscience for the unfatherly rigour he had ex - fearing every minute to hear he is taken , and ercised , and in a tone of voice somewhat less savage , he ordered Mauricette to sit down and ...
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... poor girl , and she extended her clasped hands towards her father in token of supplication . As she spoke there was a violent uproar , as the knocker ham- mered on the door , and Charlotte ran to give entrance to those who seemed in so ...
... poor girl , and she extended her clasped hands towards her father in token of supplication . As she spoke there was a violent uproar , as the knocker ham- mered on the door , and Charlotte ran to give entrance to those who seemed in so ...
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Page 105 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more...
Page 181 - Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Page 181 - From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me That my soul cannot resist — A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles rain. Come read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo...
Page 66 - For they that led us away captive, required of us then a song, and melody in our heaviness : Sing us one of the songs of Sion.
Page 90 - Truth is always consistent with itself, and needs nothing to help it out ; it is always near at hand, and sits upon our lips and is ready to drop out before we are aware; whereas a lie is troublesome, and sets a man's invention upon the rack, and one trick needs a great many more to make it good.
Page 355 - The path of sorrow, and that path alone, Leads to the land where sorrow is unknown ; No traveller ever reach'd that blest abode, Who found not thorns and briers in his road.
Page 342 - They sin who tell us Love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...
Page 6 - But now bring me a minstrel. And it came to pass, when the minstrel played, that the hand of the Lord came upon him.
Page 5 - And Miriam, the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a timbrel in her hand ; and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dances. And Miriam answered them, Sing ye to the Lord, for he hath triumphed gloriously : the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea.
Page 5 - Wherefore didst thou flee away secretly, and steal away from me; and didst not tell me, that I might have sent thee away with mirth, and with songs, with tabret, and with harp ? 28 And hast not suffered me to kiss my sons and my daughters?