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Belgravia, a London magazine, conducted by M.E. Braddon, Volum 7
Visualització completa - 1869
Belgravia, a London magazine, conducted by M.E. Braddon, Volum 13
Visualització completa - 1866
Belgravia, a London magazine, conducted by M.E. Braddon, Volum 8
Visualització completa - 1869
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Pàgina 498 - Out upon it, I have loved Three whole days together! And am like to love three more. If it prove fair weather. Time shall moult away his wings Ere he shall discover In the whole wide world again Such a constant lover. But the spite on 't is, no praise Is due at all to me: Love with me had made no stays.
Pàgina 255 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry. Few, few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding-sheet ; And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Pàgina 196 - When we could endure no more upon the water, we to a little ale-house on the Bankside, over against the Three Cranes, and there staid till it was dark almost, and saw the fire grow; and, as it grew darker, appeared more and more, and in corners and upon steeples, and between churches and houses as far as we could see up the hill of the City, in a most horrid malicious bloody flame, not like the fine flame of an ordinary fire.
Pàgina 467 - Enlarged winds that curl the flood Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage. If I have freedom in my love, And in my soul am free, Angels alone that soar above Enjoy such liberty.
Pàgina 498 - No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer: My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair! Give me but what this ribbon bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round...
Pàgina 197 - ... houses all in one flame ! The noise and cracking and thunder of the impetuous flames, the shrieking of women and children, the hurry of people, the fall of towers, houses, and churches, was like...
Pàgina 197 - God grant mine eyes may never behold the like, who now saw above 10,000 houses all in one flame; the noise and cracking and thunder of the impetuous flames, the shrieking of women and children, the hurry of people, the fall of towers, houses, and churches...
Pàgina 197 - We staid till, it being darkish, we saw the fire as only one entire arch of fire from this to the other side of the bridge, and in a bow up the hill for an arch of above a mile long: it made me weep to see it.
Pàgina 302 - With deep attention marks the' invading foe, Eludes their wiles, and frustrates every blow, Tries his last art the tottering state to save, Or in its ruins finds a glorious grave. Still in the yawning trough the vessel reels, Ingulf d beneath two fluctuating hills; On either side they rise, tremendous scene ! A long dark melancholy vale between...
Pàgina 408 - The procession dances down the streets, through certain houses and gardens which from time immemorial have been open to the dancers, through the Grammar-school, across the Bowling-green, until having made the circuit of the town, the party and the crowd which follows them reach the spot whence they started, when they go into the Assembly-room, and finish with a country dance. The same houses are yearly, and from time whereof the memory of man runneth not to the contrary have been, visited in exactly...