The London magazine of light literature (conducted by W. Williams). Vol.3 is entitled London tales, poetry, sketches and travels].Will Williams |
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... ( returning and resuming her work ) . " My ' charming cheek , ' she said , Frivole , is not for you , ' Tis for a Man in Red , As are your louis too , - As are your louis too . " Quiltin Dotton HIRED TO KILL MYSELF . HE TRUE STORY OF AN ...
... ( returning and resuming her work ) . " My ' charming cheek , ' she said , Frivole , is not for you , ' Tis for a Man in Red , As are your louis too , - As are your louis too . " Quiltin Dotton HIRED TO KILL MYSELF . HE TRUE STORY OF AN ...
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... returned at the hour appointed to the low coffee - house in the suburbs out towards Pompey's Pillar , where these rascals rendezvoused . They asked me if I had nerve to drive my knife through the heart of that animal the inspector ...
... returned at the hour appointed to the low coffee - house in the suburbs out towards Pompey's Pillar , where these rascals rendezvoused . They asked me if I had nerve to drive my knife through the heart of that animal the inspector ...
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... returned to say the inspector was very busy , and surrounded by his detectives and janis- saries . I then asked the rascal for his address , and the fool , thrown off his guard by my wish to come and see him , instantly gave it me . I ...
... returned to say the inspector was very busy , and surrounded by his detectives and janis- saries . I then asked the rascal for his address , and the fool , thrown off his guard by my wish to come and see him , instantly gave it me . I ...
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... returned , with the paper duly signed . But at last he We now became great friends , and did justice to the dinner , prepared in the local manner by our jabbering Abyssinian hostess . Delighted with the money , thirsting for rum , and ...
... returned , with the paper duly signed . But at last he We now became great friends , and did justice to the dinner , prepared in the local manner by our jabbering Abyssinian hostess . Delighted with the money , thirsting for rum , and ...
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... returning mortified , and out of countenance : the hounds had come to a check , they had lost the track . The riders decided on halting while the dogs were recovering the scent , and waiting till the boar stood at bay , in order to make ...
... returning mortified , and out of countenance : the hounds had come to a check , they had lost the track . The riders decided on halting while the dogs were recovering the scent , and waiting till the boar stood at bay , in order to make ...
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Page 206 - MY lute, awake, perform the last Labour, that thou and I shall waste ; And end that I have now begun : And when this song is sung and past, My lute, be still, for I have done. As to be heard where ear is none ; As lead to grave in marble stone ; My song may pierce her heart as soon. Should we then sigh, or sing, or moan ? No, no, my lute, for I have done.
Page 206 - In winter nights that are so cold, Plaining in vain unto the moon ; Thy wishes then dare not be told: Care then who list, for I have done.
Page 206 - The rocks do not so cruelly Repulse the waves continually, As she my suit and affection, So that I am past remedy; Whereby my lute and I have done.
Page 204 - Sithens in a net I seek to hold the wind. Who list her hunt, I put him out of doubt, As well as I may spend his time in vain, And graven with diamonds in letters plain There is written her fair neck round about: 'Noli me tangere, for Caesar's I am, And wild for to hold, though I seem tame.
Page 204 - I am of them that farthest cometh behind. Yet may I, by no means, my wearied mind Draw from the deer; but as she fleeth afore Fainting I follow. I leave off therefore, Since in a net I seek to hold the wind. Who list her hunt, I put him out of doubt, As well as I, may spend his time in vain.
Page 206 - And then may chance thee to repent The time that thou hast lost and spent To cause thy lovers sigh and swoon; Then shalt thou know beauty but lent, And wish and want as I have done.
Page 205 - Stephan said true, that my nativity Mischanced was with the ruler of May. He guessed (I prove) of that the verity. In May my wealth, and eke my wits, I say, Have stond so oft in such perplexity : Joy ; let me dream of your felicity.
Page 203 - I scape no wise : Nor letteth me live, nor die, at my devise, And yet of death it giveth me occasion. Without eye I see; without tongue I plain : I wish to perish, yet I ask for health; I love another, and I hate myself; I feed me in sorrow, and laugh in all my pain.
Page 106 - I'd touch her neck so warm and white. And I would be the girdle About her dainty, dainty waist, And her heart would beat against me In sorrow and in rest: And I should know if it beat right, I'd clasp it round so close and tight. And I would...