The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports, Pastimes, Ceremonies, Manners, Customs, and Events, Incident to Each of the Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days, in Past and Present Times; Forming a Complete History of the Year, Months, and Seasons, and a Perpetual Key to the Almanac; Including Accounts of the Weather, Rules for Health and Conduct, Remarkable and Important Anecdotes, Facts, and Notices, in Chronology, Antiquities, Topography, Biography, Natural History, Art, Science, and General Literature; Derived from the Most Authentic Sources, and Valuable Original Communications, with Poetical Elucidations, for Daily Use and Diversion, Volume 2 |
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... nor were my correspondents , who had largely increased , less communicative : but there were some readers who thought the work ought to have been finished in one volume , and others , who were not inclined to follow beyond a second ...
... nor were my correspondents , who had largely increased , less communicative : but there were some readers who thought the work ought to have been finished in one volume , and others , who were not inclined to follow beyond a second ...
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... shouting we arrive at , is an imaginary mile - stone in your unmodulated voices , and your on the turnpike track of human life ; at happy spirits dancing an untaught meaonce a resting place for thought and me- sure in your eyes !
... shouting we arrive at , is an imaginary mile - stone in your unmodulated voices , and your on the turnpike track of human life ; at happy spirits dancing an untaught meaonce a resting place for thought and me- sure in your eyes !
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I thought I heard a cough ( Apologetically . ) I hope I am not rude( Confidentially . ) I say — the Year's going off ! ( Inquisitively . ) Where can he be going to ? ( Ruminatively . ) Its very odd ! -its serious !
I thought I heard a cough ( Apologetically . ) I hope I am not rude( Confidentially . ) I say — the Year's going off ! ( Inquisitively . ) Where can he be going to ? ( Ruminatively . ) Its very odd ! -its serious !
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And hark ! with lessening cadence now they fall , And now , along the white and level tide , They fling their melancholy music wide ; Bidding me many a tender thought recall Of summer days , and those delightful years When by my native ...
And hark ! with lessening cadence now they fall , And now , along the white and level tide , They fling their melancholy music wide ; Bidding me many a tender thought recall Of summer days , and those delightful years When by my native ...
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“ No , " said she , clusion , Colman asked what he thought “ I shall never forget it as long as I live . of it . « It won't do , " said the Doctor . He bid her noi grieve and torment herself “ Stuff - nonsense .
“ No , " said she , clusion , Colman asked what he thought “ I shall never forget it as long as I live . of it . « It won't do , " said the Doctor . He bid her noi grieve and torment herself “ Stuff - nonsense .
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Page 553 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity...
Page 235 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Page 867 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Page 1169 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose ; The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare ; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The Sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Page 99 - And not a voice was idle ; with the din Smitten, the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while far distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy not unnoticed, while the stars Eastward were sparkling clear, and in the west The orange sky of evening died away.
Page 235 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret; Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
Page 99 - When we had given our bodies to the wind, And all the shadowy banks on either side Came sweeping through the darkness, spinning still The rapid line of motion, then at once Have I, reclining back upon my heels, Stopped short; yet still the solitary cliffs Wheeled by me — even as if the earth had rolled With visible motion her diurnal round!
Page 889 - The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied', Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, • Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds...
Page 235 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...
Page 951 - All day thy wings have fanned At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.