London, Volum 1

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Charles Knight
J.S. Virtue, 1841
 

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Pàgina 390 - Sweet Swan of Avon ! what a sight it were To see thee in our waters yet appear, And make those flights upon the banks of Thames, That so did take Eliza, and our James...
Pàgina 269 - ... all the day long. 13 As for me, I was like a deaf man, and heard not : and as one that is dumb, who doth not open his mouth. 14 I became even as a man that heareth not : and in whose mouth are no reproofs.
Pàgina 103 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom, Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.
Pàgina 430 - Some of our maids sitting up late last night to get things ready against our feast to-day, Jane called us up about three in the morning, to tell us of a great fire they saw in the City.
Pàgina 427 - Earth has not anything to show more fair; Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty...
Pàgina 377 - My meat shall all come in, in Indian shells, Dishes of agate, set in gold, and studded With emeralds, sapphires, hyacinths, and rubies, The tongues of carps, dormice, and camels...
Pàgina 432 - ... carts, &c., carrying out to the fields, which for many miles were strewed with moveables of all sorts, and tents erecting to shelter both people and what goods they could get away.
Pàgina 213 - Through the high wood echoing shrill. Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great sun begins his state, Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight...
Pàgina 328 - Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother. Death, ere thou hast slain another Fair and learn'd and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Pàgina 361 - Following his Majesty this morning through the gallery, I went with the few who attended him, into the Duchess of Portmouth's DRESSING ROOM within her bedchamber, where she was in her morning loose garment, her maids combing her, newly out of her bed, his Majesty and the gallants standing about her...

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