 ... wheels ; The lean grimalkin, who, since night began, Hath hymn'd to love amidst the wrath of man, Scared from his raptures by the morning star, Flits finely by, and threads the area bar ; From fields suburban rolls the early cart ; As rests the revel,...  The New Timon: A Romance of London - Halaman 3oleh Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton - 1846 - 200 halamanTampilan utuh - Tentang buku ini
 | Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton - 1846 - 234 halaman
...suburban rolls the early cart ; As rests the revel, so awakes the mart. Transfusing Mocha from the beans within, Bright by the crossing gleams the alchemic...Grief's had trod, And weary limbs that only knelt to God !f What tales — what morals of the elder day — If stones had language — could that street... | |
 | Edward George E.L. Bulwer- Lytton (1st baron.) - 1846 - 228 halaman
...suburban rolls the early cart ; As rests the revel, so awakes the mart. Transfusing Mocha from the beans within, Bright by the crossing gleams the alchemic...of the mournful Place — Of floors no majesty but Griefs had trod, And weary limbs that only knelt to God !f What tales — what morals of the elder... | |
 | William Harrison Ainsworth - 1846 - 588 halaman
...suburban rolls the early cart ; As rests the revel, so awakes the mart, Transfusing Mocha from the beans within, Bright by the crossing gleams the alchemic tin ; There halts the craftsmen ; there, with envious sigh, The houseless vagrant looks and limps foot-weary by." And a truly... | |
 | Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton - 1849 - 332 halaman
...suburban rolls the early cart; As rests the revel, so awakes the mart. Transfusing Mocha from the beans within, Bright by the crossing gleams the alchemic...Town!* Where the grim palace wears the prison's frown, * A phrase respectfully suggested to the classic taste of Mr. George Robins, as a substitute for the... | |
 | Edward George E.L. Bulwer- Lytton (1st baron.) - 1852 - 376 halaman
...suburban rolls the early cart , As rests the revel, so awakes the mart. Transfusing Mocha from the beans within, Bright by the crossing gleams the alchemic...of the mournful Place — Of floors no majesty but Griefs had trod, And weary limbs that only knelt to God.* What tales, what morals, of the elder day... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1862 - 688 halaman
...suburban rolls the early cart ; As rests the revel, so awakes the mart. Transfusing Mocha from the beans within, Bright by the crossing gleams the alchemic...The houseless vagrant looks, and limps foot-weary by.t St. Petersburg has its Tchaichik, or Tea-man, of the like order — a peripatetic salesman who... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1862 - 688 halaman
...Transfusing Mocha from the beans within, Bright by the crossing gleams the alchemic tin, — There halls the craftsman ; — there, with envious sigh, The houseless vagrant looks, and limps foot-weary by.f St. Petersburg has its Tchaichik, or Tea-man, of the like order — a peripatetic salesman who... | |
 | Sir Mountstuart Elphinstone Grant Duff - 1902 - 598 halaman
...suburban rolls the early cart, As rests the revel so awakes the mart. Transfusing Mocha from the beans within, Bright by the crossing gleams the alchemic...palace wears the prison's frown, As mindful still, amid a gaudier race, Of the veil'd genius of that mournful place, Of floors no majesty but grief's... | |
 | Sir Mountstuart Elphinstone Grant Duff - 1904 - 416 halaman
...suburban rolls the early cart, As rests the revel so awakes the mart. Transfusing Mocha from the beans within, Bright by the crossing gleams the alchemic...tin. There halts the craftsman ; there with envious The houseless vagrant looks and limps foot weary by. Behold that street, the Omphalos of Town, Where... | |
 | 1849 - 228 halaman
...suburban rolls the early cart ; As rests the revel, so awakes the mart. Transfusing Mocha from the beans within, Bright by the crossing gleams the alchemic...Grief's had trod, And weary limbs that only knelt to God !f What tales — what morals of the elder day — If stones had language — could that street... | |
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