Last GleaningsSampson Low, Son and Marston, 1864 - 257 pages |
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... tell me when you wrote your first and only book ( you poured your soul into that , and , certes , you'll never write another ! ) did you not have your knocker tied up and the street laid with straw in order that the faintest sound ...
... tell me when you wrote your first and only book ( you poured your soul into that , and , certes , you'll never write another ! ) did you not have your knocker tied up and the street laid with straw in order that the faintest sound ...
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... Tell me , was not this so ? Did you not write only when you were in the vein ? Did you not get every Lettered Friend to " file " your manuscript before you sent it to the printers ? Did you not have twenty proofs ( at least ) before the ...
... Tell me , was not this so ? Did you not write only when you were in the vein ? Did you not get every Lettered Friend to " file " your manuscript before you sent it to the printers ? Did you not have twenty proofs ( at least ) before the ...
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... I saw took distinct shape , form , colour , and expres- sion ; so that , of my own accord , I could pick out any eye and tell to whose face of all the men's and women's that I knew that solitary eye be- longed FROM THE SICK CHAMBER . 5.
... I saw took distinct shape , form , colour , and expres- sion ; so that , of my own accord , I could pick out any eye and tell to whose face of all the men's and women's that I knew that solitary eye be- longed FROM THE SICK CHAMBER . 5.
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... tell me hon- estly that these correspondents of yours are all myths . They can't exist . It is impos- sible there are men and women who still wish to know in what year the late Madame Vestris was born , and how tall the Duke of ...
... tell me hon- estly that these correspondents of yours are all myths . They can't exist . It is impos- sible there are men and women who still wish to know in what year the late Madame Vestris was born , and how tall the Duke of ...
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... tell you without further preface . I found , then , that the Editors of the Sunday papers had ( accepting their answers in good faith ) received no less than nine hundred letters asking for information on topics ranging from - puzzling ...
... tell you without further preface . I found , then , that the Editors of the Sunday papers had ( accepting their answers in good faith ) received no less than nine hundred letters asking for information on topics ranging from - puzzling ...
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Page 137 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Page 2 - FORASMUCH as it hath pleased Almighty God of his great mercy to take unto himself the soul of our dear brother here departed, we therefore commit his body to the ground, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust...
Page 222 - Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
Page 179 - I was very miserable. For Molly, who had nursed my brother Francis, and was immoderately fond of him, hated me because my mother took more notice of me than of Frank, and Frank hated me because my mother gave me now and then a bit of cake, when he had none...
Page 176 - Dining in a large party, one day, the modest divine was suddenly shocked by perceiving some part, as he conceived, of his own snowy shirt emerging from a part of his habiliments, which we shall suppose to have been his waistcoat. It was not that; but for decorum we shall so call it. The stray portion of his supposed...
Page 84 - These to their softened hearts should bear The thought of what has been, And speak of one who cannot share The gladness of the scene ; Whose part in all the pomp that fills The circuit of the summer hills, Is — that his grave is green ! And deeply would their hearts rejoice To hear again his living voice.
Page 177 - ... and so voluminously, that a very small portion of it, indeed, remained for the lady's own use; the natural consequence of which was, of course, that the lady appeared almost inextricably yoked to the learned theologian, and could not in any way effect her release, until after certain operations upon the vicar's dress, and a continued refunding and rolling out of snowy mazes...
Page 31 - If she be dead, then take my horse, My saddle and bridle also -, For I will into some far country, Where no man shall me know." " O stay, O stay, thou goodly youth, She standeth by thy side ; She is here alive, she is not dead, And ready to be thy bride.
Page 177 - REMINISCENCES laboriously stowing away into the capacious receptacles of his own habiliments — under the delusion that it was his own shirt — the snowy folds of a lady's gown, belonging to his next neighbour ; and so voluminously that a very small portion of it, indeed, remained for the lady's own use ; the natural consequence of which was, of course, that the lady appeared inextricably yoked to the learned theologian, and could not in any way effect her release, until after certain operations...
Page 184 - I'll let a Frenchman run me through the body before I'll run away.' ' That will do,' said the general, and Coleridge was turned into the ranks.