Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science and Arts, Volume 60W & R Chambers, 1883 |
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... Lady Barbara Montgomery , a spinster aunt of the late Marquis , tall , upright , and dignified , with aquiline features and iron - gray hair smoothly braided . Unfriendly social critics not unfrequently remarked of Lady Barbara that she ...
... Lady Barbara Montgomery , a spinster aunt of the late Marquis , tall , upright , and dignified , with aquiline features and iron - gray hair smoothly braided . Unfriendly social critics not unfrequently remarked of Lady Barbara that she ...
Halaman 38
... Lady Barbara , after a pause , during which lawyer and lady had alike been listening for the expected sound of wheels ; and that he was able , too , to dispose of his own . For otherwise , Adolphus Mont- gomery would have been master ...
... Lady Barbara , after a pause , during which lawyer and lady had alike been listening for the expected sound of wheels ; and that he was able , too , to dispose of his own . For otherwise , Adolphus Mont- gomery would have been master ...
Halaman 51
... Lady Barbara ! Do you not know me , then ? I am the Marchioness ! ' Examples culled from historical records are ... Lady ! and Miss Carew ! ' The other sister , still sobbing , started , and turning towards the last speaker , said , in a ...
... Lady Barbara ! Do you not know me , then ? I am the Marchioness ! ' Examples culled from historical records are ... Lady ! and Miss Carew ! ' The other sister , still sobbing , started , and turning towards the last speaker , said , in a ...
Halaman 52
... Lady Leominster ! ' the girl , sinking on the sofa near her , buried her beautiful head among the silken cushions and wept with a passion of grief that could not be checked . Lady Barbara's expostulations went for nothing . So did the ...
... Lady Leominster ! ' the girl , sinking on the sofa near her , buried her beautiful head among the silken cushions and wept with a passion of grief that could not be checked . Lady Barbara's expostulations went for nothing . So did the ...
Halaman 69
... Lady Barbara somebody , and Castel Vawr , and the painful business , and so forth ? What has happened ? All I can gather is that there has been a row of some sort . ' ' Excuse me , Sir Pagan , ' replied the polite little lawyer ; ' I ...
... Lady Barbara somebody , and Castel Vawr , and the painful business , and so forth ? What has happened ? All I can gather is that there has been a row of some sort . ' ' Excuse me , Sir Pagan , ' replied the polite little lawyer ; ' I ...
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Halaman 338 - I perceived that he had already changed my guinea, and had got a bottle of madeira and a glass before him. I put the cork into the bottle, desired he would be calm, and began to talk to him of the means by which he might be extricated. He then told me that he had a novel ready for the press, which he produced to me.
Halaman 243 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
Halaman 337 - as I enter the door of a tavern, I experience an oblivion of care, and a freedom from solicitude : when I am seated, I find the master courteous, and the servants obsequious to my call ; anxious to know and ready to supply my wants : wine there exhilarates my spirits, and prompts me to free conversation, and an interchange of discourse with those whom I most love : I dogmatise, and am contradicted ; and in this conflict of opinions and sentiments I find delight.
Halaman 338 - I received one morning a message from poor Goldsmith that he was in great distress, and as it was not in his power to come to me, begging that I would come to him as soon as possible. I sent him a guinea, and promised to come to him directly. I accordingly went as soon as I was...
Halaman 294 - I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill ; but time and chance happeneth to them all.
Halaman 87 - There is another fine ode on the installation of the Duke of Grafton, as Chancellor of the University of Cambridge.
Halaman 385 - XXI. The helm, to his strong arm consign'd, Gave the reef'd sail to meet the wind, And on her alter'd way, Fierce bounding, forward sprung the ship, Like greyhound starting from the slip To seize his flying prey. Awaked before the rushing prow, The mimic fires of ocean glow, Those lightnings of the wave ; * Wild sparkles crest the broken tides, And, flashing round, the vessel's sides With elvish lustre lave, While, far behind, their livid light To the dark billows of the night A gloomy splendour...
Halaman 242 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Halaman 243 - Groves. 1 heard a Stock-dove sing or say His homely tale, this very day, His voice was buried among trees...
Halaman 53 - What a place to be in is an old library ! It seems as though all the souls of all the writers, that have bequeathed their labours to these Bodleians, were reposing here, as in some dormitory, or middle state. I do not want to handle, to profane the leaves, their winding-sheets. I could as soon dislodge a shade.