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... lady hath never held up her head since . " A pause succeeded to this grave reflection , during which the trio smoked their pipes in silence , which was at length broken by an attenuated sigh from the publican , as he ex- claimed ...
... lady hath never held up her head since . " A pause succeeded to this grave reflection , during which the trio smoked their pipes in silence , which was at length broken by an attenuated sigh from the publican , as he ex- claimed ...
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... lady of the name of Verheyden . Getting tired of the wars , he came back to England with his wife , where they lived together five or six years without children . The story goes that he was a man of fierce and crooked temper ; choleric ...
... lady of the name of Verheyden . Getting tired of the wars , he came back to England with his wife , where they lived together five or six years without children . The story goes that he was a man of fierce and crooked temper ; choleric ...
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... lady was of rare beauty , and the hus- band full of foul fancies . " About this time , it was unlucky that na- ture wrought a change , and the lady grew lusty for the first time in six years marriage . To make the story short ...
... lady was of rare beauty , and the hus- band full of foul fancies . " About this time , it was unlucky that na- ture wrought a change , and the lady grew lusty for the first time in six years marriage . To make the story short ...
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... Lady Baltimore , with a young family of children , behind him , under the care of his uncle Philip Calvert , the chancellor . of the province . He had now , within little more than a twelvemonth , returned to his domestic roof , to ...
... Lady Baltimore , with a young family of children , behind him , under the care of his uncle Philip Calvert , the chancellor . of the province . He had now , within little more than a twelvemonth , returned to his domestic roof , to ...
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... Lady of Babylon — the Jesuits -and the devil : we have had it so often that the lecture is somewhat stale . The truculent Papists are the authors of all evil ! We had the Geneva band in fashion for a time ; but that wore out with old ...
... Lady of Babylon — the Jesuits -and the devil : we have had it so often that the lecture is somewhat stale . The truculent Papists are the authors of all evil ! We had the Geneva band in fashion for a time ; but that wore out with old ...
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Page 23 - TELL me not, sweet, I am unkind, — That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field ; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you, too, shall adore ; I could not love thee, dear, so much. Loved I not honour more.
Page 3 - And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain.
Page 3 - And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering wall; And trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away, thy children leave the land.
Page 227 - She turned her right and round about, And she swore by the mold, " I would not be your love," said she, " For that church full of gold.
Page 146 - Tobacco's a Musician, And in a pipe delighteth ; It descends in a close, Through the organs of the nose, With a relish that inviteth.
Page 112 - He scant had twenty seen. But who the countless charms can draw, That grac'd his mistress true ; Such charms the old world seldom saw, Nor oft I ween the new. Her raven hair plays round her neck, Like tendrils of the vine ; Her cheeks red dewy rose buds deck, Her eyes like diamonds shine.
Page 248 - A Ranger, lady, winds his horn, And 'tis at peep of light; His blast is heard at merry morn, And mine at dead of night.
Page 112 - An old song, made by an aged old pate, Of an old worshipful gentleman who had a great estate, That kept a brave old house at a bountiful rate, And an old porter to relieve the poor at his gate.
Page 126 - Which seemly was to see: A hood to that so neat and fine In colour like the columbine, Ywrought full featously. Her...
Page 248 - I list no more the tuck of drum, No more the trumpet hear ; But when the beetle sounds his hum My comrades take the spear.