Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science and Arts, Nide 60W & R Chambers, 1883 |
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Sivu 9
... smile . ' Waylands - a very pretty little place in Surrey , which Mr Askew never lived to inhabit - will now own you for its master . But we can go into all needful details to - morrow . ' ' It seems incredible — like a tale out of the ...
... smile . ' Waylands - a very pretty little place in Surrey , which Mr Askew never lived to inhabit - will now own you for its master . But we can go into all needful details to - morrow . ' ' It seems incredible — like a tale out of the ...
Sivu 10
... smile on his lips when he next spoke . How would it be , amigo mio , if you and I were to exchange identities for a couple of months ? ' ' Eh ? ' answered Dick with a start , not com- prehending what Frank had said . He had been ...
... smile on his lips when he next spoke . How would it be , amigo mio , if you and I were to exchange identities for a couple of months ? ' ' Eh ? ' answered Dick with a start , not com- prehending what Frank had said . He had been ...
Sivu 18
... smile , and remarked that there was a an dred and ninety miles , from Tabriz in Persia to peculiarity about this telephone : it was Anglophile , and would only respond to the Tiflis ; and three hundred miles in Spain , Aus- honoured ...
... smile , and remarked that there was a an dred and ninety miles , from Tabriz in Persia to peculiarity about this telephone : it was Anglophile , and would only respond to the Tiflis ; and three hundred miles in Spain , Aus- honoured ...
Sivu 25
... smile , ceremony . Mr Pebworth turned his back on him without ' A friend who must be got rid of , ' to Dick , he said : ' I wish my darling Clunie he muttered to himself . Then addressing himself were here to enjoy this happy meeting ...
... smile , ceremony . Mr Pebworth turned his back on him without ' A friend who must be got rid of , ' to Dick , he said : ' I wish my darling Clunie he muttered to himself . Then addressing himself were here to enjoy this happy meeting ...
Sivu 26
... smile overspread his freckled face . ' My last visit to my Lombardian relative was to have been sentimental rather than neces- sary - a sort of regretful leave - taking of one who had not been unkind to me when my fortunes were very ...
... smile overspread his freckled face . ' My last visit to my Lombardian relative was to have been sentimental rather than neces- sary - a sort of regretful leave - taking of one who had not been unkind to me when my fortunes were very ...
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animal appearance asked Barbara Montgomery beautiful better called Camorra Captain Carew Castel Vawr CHAMBERS'S JOURNAL Clunie colour course Darnett dear Dick door dressed Edinburgh Elma ensilage eyes face fact feel feet fire fish Frank Frobisher gentleman Gimp girl give hand head heard heart hundred Jane Seymour Keelby kind known labour Lady Barbara Lalouve Lamport Leominster Lerwick light living London look matter means ment mind Miss Deene Miss Garston Miss Wintock morning nature never night nitro-glycerine once ordinary passed Pebworth perhaps person Peterhead Phil phosphorescence Pontifex poor pounds present replied ROBERT CHAMBERS round seemed seen Shetland side Sir Pagan sister smile Street tell thing thought thousand tion told took turned voice wife words young lady
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Sivu 338 - I perceived that he had already changed my guinea, and had got a bottle of madeira and a glass before him. I put the cork into the bottle, desired he would be calm, and began to talk to him of the means by which he might be extricated. He then told me that he had a novel ready for the press, which he produced to me.
Sivu 243 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
Sivu 337 - as I enter the door of a tavern, I experience an oblivion of care, and a freedom from solicitude : when I am seated, I find the master courteous, and the servants obsequious to my call ; anxious to know and ready to supply my wants : wine there exhilarates my spirits, and prompts me to free conversation, and an interchange of discourse with those whom I most love : I dogmatise, and am contradicted ; and in this conflict of opinions and sentiments I find delight.
Sivu 338 - I received one morning a message from poor Goldsmith that he was in great distress, and as it was not in his power to come to me, begging that I would come to him as soon as possible. I sent him a guinea, and promised to come to him directly. I accordingly went as soon as I was...
Sivu 294 - I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill ; but time and chance happeneth to them all.
Sivu 87 - There is another fine ode on the installation of the Duke of Grafton, as Chancellor of the University of Cambridge.
Sivu 385 - XXI. The helm, to his strong arm consign'd, Gave the reef'd sail to meet the wind, And on her alter'd way, Fierce bounding, forward sprung the ship, Like greyhound starting from the slip To seize his flying prey. Awaked before the rushing prow, The mimic fires of ocean glow, Those lightnings of the wave ; * Wild sparkles crest the broken tides, And, flashing round, the vessel's sides With elvish lustre lave, While, far behind, their livid light To the dark billows of the night A gloomy splendour...
Sivu 242 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Sivu 243 - Groves. 1 heard a Stock-dove sing or say His homely tale, this very day, His voice was buried among trees...
Sivu 53 - What a place to be in is an old library ! It seems as though all the souls of all the writers, that have bequeathed their labours to these Bodleians, were reposing here, as in some dormitory, or middle state. I do not want to handle, to profane the leaves, their winding-sheets. I could as soon dislodge a shade.