Ainsworth's Magazine: A Miscellany of Romance, General Literature, & Art, Volume 21William Harrison Ainsworth Chapman and Hall, 1852 - English periodicals |
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... Speak , Jennet , " said Alizon , in a tone of kind persuasion . " Ey shanna speak onless ye cum ower t ' wetur to me , ” replied the little girl ; " an whot ey ha to tell consarns ye mitch . " " I can easily cross , " observed Alizon to ...
... Speak , Jennet , " said Alizon , in a tone of kind persuasion . " Ey shanna speak onless ye cum ower t ' wetur to me , ” replied the little girl ; " an whot ey ha to tell consarns ye mitch . " " I can easily cross , " observed Alizon to ...
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... speak . He rushed into the bar , where , seeing Bessy , he told her to tell her aunt that he had a particular engagement , but would call again in about an hour . Why I thought , " exclaimed Bessy , in surprise , " that my aunt had been ...
... speak . He rushed into the bar , where , seeing Bessy , he told her to tell her aunt that he had a particular engagement , but would call again in about an hour . Why I thought , " exclaimed Bessy , in surprise , " that my aunt had been ...
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... speak so loud ; I would not have these vulgar walls made familiar with her spotless name . All I can say is , that to me she is beautiful exceedingly ; ' but as to describe in what her chief charm . consists , I would not venture the ...
... speak so loud ; I would not have these vulgar walls made familiar with her spotless name . All I can say is , that to me she is beautiful exceedingly ; ' but as to describe in what her chief charm . consists , I would not venture the ...
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... speak , " said the priest , calmly . " My business is with the wife and daughter of Master Cornelius , and with them alone . " He looked as if he expected Mary to interfere , but she gazed hesi- tatingly from one to the other without ...
... speak , " said the priest , calmly . " My business is with the wife and daughter of Master Cornelius , and with them alone . " He looked as if he expected Mary to interfere , but she gazed hesi- tatingly from one to the other without ...
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... speak . He felt that silence at such a moment was indeed a mercy to the sufferer . " Yes , " continued Mary , as if the venting of her feelings in words were a relief , " Cornelius has nothing whereby to attract the attention of ...
... speak . He felt that silence at such a moment was indeed a mercy to the sufferer . " Yes , " continued Mary , as if the venting of her feelings in words were a relief , " Cornelius has nothing whereby to attract the attention of ...
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Alizon Antwerp appeared arms Assheton beautiful better Blackadder brother brow Bubb Casembrot castle Chievosa church Claude Count of Egmont countenance Cozza cried dark daughter dear Diest door dreadful Egmont Evadne exclaimed eyes face fancy fear feel Florence gazed girl hand happy head hear heard heart Heaven honourable hope hour King knew Lady Seagrove leave light look Lord Elton Louis of Nassau Margaret Margaret of Parma mind Miss Trimmer Mistress Nutter morning Mother Chattox Mother Demdike never Nicholas night Nowell once pale passed Pendle Hill poor prince Prince of Orange replied Richard round scarcely scene seemed Shakspeare Sir Ralph Assheton smile soon soul speak Sping spirit squire stood strange tears tell Thanatos thee Thomas Metcalfe thou thought turned voice walked Wentworth whilst witch words young
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Page 250 - This England never did and never shall Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them ; nought shall make us rue So England to herself do prove but true.
Page 177 - O ! it is monstrous ! monstrous ! Methonght the billows spoke and told me of it. The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ pipe, pronounced The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. The Tempest. IT -was the autumn of 1533, not twenty years since the sturdy apostle of the
Page 246 - the Virgin Queen : That very time I saw (but thou could'st not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned in the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft
Page 246 - here-remain in England, A most miraculous work in this good king ; I have seen him do. How he solicits Heaven, Himself best knows ; but strangely-visited people, All swoln and ulcerous, pitiful to the eye, The mere despair of surgery, he cures ; Hanging a golden stamp about their
Page 135 - And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand. Pity me, then, dear friend. And again, in the 146th: Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross. And in the
Page 247 - This royal infant (Heaven still move about her!), Though in her cradle, yet now promises Upon this land a thousand thousand blessings, Which time shall bring to ripeness : she shall be (But few now living can behold that goodness) And all that shall succeed
Page 129 - thy beauty's use, If thou couldst answer—"This fair child of mine Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse—" Proving his beauty by succession thine! This were to be new-made when thou art old, And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold. And
Page 246 - To the succeeding royalty he leaves Put on with holy prayers ; and 'tis spoken The healing benediction. With this strange virtue, He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy; And sundry blessings hang about his throne, That speak him full of grace. In
Page 493 - they seem to have once prevailed in England, if a legend connecting Shakspeare with one can be relied on. For Scotland, let Burns's " Song of the Whistle" speak. Oh, well did logo say, " I learned it in England, where, indeed, they are most potent in potting. Your Dane, your German, and your swag-bellied Hollander—Drink ho!—are nothing to your English.
Page 250 - let us swear That you are worth your breeding, which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in his eyes.