The New Monthly Magazine, Volume 6E. Littell, 1823 |
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... better , for in no event can they be slided into a bill of costs , the counsellor's bursts of jovial and familiar humour , or , when he touches on a sadder strain , his prophetic assurances that the hour of Ireland's redemption is at ...
... better , for in no event can they be slided into a bill of costs , the counsellor's bursts of jovial and familiar humour , or , when he touches on a sadder strain , his prophetic assurances that the hour of Ireland's redemption is at ...
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... better for himself and his clients , an admirably practical one . He is a thorough adept in all the complicated and fantastic forms with which Justice , like a Chinese monarch , insists that her votaries shall approach her . A suitor ...
... better for himself and his clients , an admirably practical one . He is a thorough adept in all the complicated and fantastic forms with which Justice , like a Chinese monarch , insists that her votaries shall approach her . A suitor ...
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... better drilled . But O'Connell has by temperament a disdain of every thing that is methodical and sedate . You can see this running through his whole deportment in Court . I never knew a learned personage who resorted so little to the ...
... better drilled . But O'Connell has by temperament a disdain of every thing that is methodical and sedate . You can see this running through his whole deportment in Court . I never knew a learned personage who resorted so little to the ...
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... better bear What I am destined to . I'm not the first That have been wretched - but to think how much I have been happier ! " - SOUTHERN . NEVER shall I forget that accursed 27th of September : it is burnt in upon the tablet of my ...
... better bear What I am destined to . I'm not the first That have been wretched - but to think how much I have been happier ! " - SOUTHERN . NEVER shall I forget that accursed 27th of September : it is burnt in upon the tablet of my ...
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... better than cure . " - " Do you remember , " replied E- " what the same Dr. Johnson said to Boswell- My dear Sir , clear your mind of cant ; ' I do not ask you to play ; but you must have often read , when you were a good little boy ...
... better than cure . " - " Do you remember , " replied E- " what the same Dr. Johnson said to Boswell- My dear Sir , clear your mind of cant ; ' I do not ask you to play ; but you must have often read , when you were a good little boy ...
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Page 104 - After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establishment of my fame.
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Page 104 - But my pride was soon humbled, and a sober melancholy was spread over my mind, by the idea that I had taken an everlasting leave of an old and agreeable companion, and that whatsoever might be the future date of my History, the life of the historian must be short and precarious.
Page 38 - Ring out, ye crystal Spheres! Once bless our human ears (If ye have power to touch our senses so), And let your silver chime Move in melodious time; And let the base of Heaven's deep organ blow, And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
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Page 258 - Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made hell grant what love did seek. Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold...
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Page 218 - Sheriff, at his return, told him, that since he was so ill prepared he should yet have two hours' respite ; so led him from the scaffold, without giving him any more comfort, and locked him into the great hall to walk with Prince Arthur. The Lord Grey, whose turn was next, was led to the scaffold by a troop of the young courtiers, and was supported on both sides by two of his best friends...
Page 507 - Solomon observes, to go to the house of mourning, than to the house of feasting.
Page 516 - Crime came not near him— she is not the child Of solitude; Health shrank not from him— for Her home is in the rarely trodden wild, Where if men seek her not, and death be more Their choice than life, forgive them, as beguiled By habit to what their own hearts abhor— In cities caged. The present case in point I Cite is, that Boon lived hunting up to ninety...