The New Year's Gift and Juvenile Souvenir1833 |
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Página 148 - A seeming mermaid steers ; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her, and Antony, Enthron'd i...
Página 169 - Sigh no more, lady, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever : One foot on sea and one on land, To one thing constant never.
Página 147 - O'er-picturing that Venus where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool, And what they undid did . . . Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Página 139 - Edward did not even consult his friend the schoolmaster about what he had done, but took the packet the next morning to the nearest coach town, and called on his friend William on his return, intending to keep from him, also, the knowledge of what he had done. As soon as he entered the door, he saw by the countenance of the widow, that her son was worse. He had been so much excited by the conversation of the evening before, that fever had come on ; and, before the day was over, he was in -a state...
Página 237 - ... into the presence of his majesty. Mary's heart beat violently as her companion, drawing her arm from his, presented her to his sovereign, who graciously bade her speak her wishes without fear. Re-assured by the kindness of the king's manner, almost forgetting the presence in which she stood, for what seemed to her the greater importance of her errand, she made her petition gracefully and well. She related all she had told William Penn of the great kindness of the Pixleys to her, and her otherwise...
Página 138 - He was in the generous ardour of unsophisticated youth, and his heart too was devoted to a noble friendship and the pure and lofty sentiments of his friend's composition aided the natural kindness of his heart. It was midnight when he had finished the half-concluded sentence which ended the manuscript, and before morning he had drawn up a statement of his friend's circumstances, accompanied by the rough copy of his theme, which he addressed to the heads of the college ; he also made up his own papers...
Página 132 - And who would have thought that a sensible puss, As your mother is deemed, would have harassed us thus ? Then to bury you here, in this odd, little den ! But you never, my kit, shall be buried again; You shall go to the...
Página 90 - The purple heath and golden broom, On moory mountains catch the gale, O'er lawns the lily sheds perfume, The violet in the vale; But this bold floweret climbs the hill, Hides in the forest, haunts the glen, Plays on the margin of the rill, Peeps round the fox's den.
Página 137 - Alas !" said he, one day, to his friend, " there is no hope of the scholarship for me ; but why should I regret it, when it only secures it to you ! And yet, for my poor mother's sake, I cannot resign it, even to you, without sorrow ; and, dear Edward...
Página 132 - Tied up to the table, you gray little thing ! You shall twirl round and round, like a brisk wind-mill sail, You poor little simpleton, after your tail ; And jump in affright from a shade on the wall ; And spring like a tiger on nothing at all — While my father will lay his old book on his knee And my mother look up from her knitting to see.