The Court Magazine and Belle Assemblée, Volume 4Edward Bull, 1834 - English literature |
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Page 120 - When you stole out to woo me when labour was done, And the day that was closing to us seemed begun, Did we care if the sunset was bright on the flowers, Or if we crept out amid darkness and showers ? No, Patrick ! we talked, while we braved the wild weather, Of all we could bear, if we bore it together. Soon, soon, will these dark dreary days be gone by, And our hearts be lit up with a beam from the sky ! Oh, let not our spirits, embittered...
Page 163 - A man, both day and night, must keep his wife so much in subjection that she by no means be mistress of her own actions. If the wife have her own free will, notwithstanding she be of a superior caste, she will behave amiss.
Page 194 - This informs us, that the castle, although too strong to be taken by assault, being cut off from all hopes of succour, was on the point of surrendering, when one of the garrison undertook its rescue by the following stratagem : He rode forth completely armed, with the keys of the castle tied to the end of his spear, and presented himself in a suppliant manner before the king's pavilion, as being come to surrender up the possession. Malcolm too hastily came forth to receive him, and suddenly received...
Page 141 - He sighed my name sure, as he parted from me; I fear I was too rough. Alas, poor gentleman! He look'd not like the ruins of his youth, But like the ruins of those ruins.
Page 3 - Commons postponed all other business, and with as much dispatch as the nature of their proceedings would admit, have not only granted to your majesty a large present supply, but also a very great additional revenue, — great beyond example, and...
Page 120 - COME, Patrick, clear up the storms on your brow ; You were kind to me once — will you frown on me now ? Shall the storm settle here, when from heaven it departs, And the cold from without find its way to our hearts ? No, Patrick, no ! sure the wintriest weather, Is easily borne when we bear it together. Though the rain's dropping through from the roof to the floor, And the wind whistles free where there once was a door, Can the rain, or the snow, or the storm wash away All the warm vows we made...
Page 125 - It was not without a superstitious thriu of impending misfortune that Hartland pushed off to his favourite vessel that night ; — he seemed to have lost the confident spirit which he usually possessed on similar occasions, and paced the afterdeck apparently unconscious of all around him, until aroused by Captain Penlerrick. " Donner! master Hartland, you look confoundedly squally to night !" " Oh, nothing, Pen. I have not been exactly in trim — but there's a clear sky aloft now. You know the Wasp...
Page 125 - Ellen," said Hartland to his wife, one afternoon in September, " walk with me to St. Helen's Chapel, the Adventure is expected up the Channel, and I hear that sharks are abroad." They walked almost in silence to the loftiest elevation of the island, and Hartland seated himself on a fragment of the ancient chapel, and anxiously scanned with his glass the surrounding ocean. There was something in the mouldering ruin of that solitary little Christian temple looking out in this wild spot over the waste...
Page 166 - The noble sister of Publicola, The moon of Rome ; chaste as the icicle, That's curded by the frost from purest snow, And hangs on Dian's temple : Dear Valeria ! Vol.
Page 29 - Why did she love him? Curious fool! — be still — Is human love the growth of human will?