Godey's Lady's Book, Volumen6Godey Company, 1833 |
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Godey's Lady's Book, Volúmenes72-73 Louis Antoine Godey,Sarah Josepha Buell Hale Vista completa - 1866 |
Godey's Lady's Book, Volúmenes18-19 Louis Antoine Godey,Sarah Josepha Buell Hale Vista completa - 1839 |
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Página 80 - If thou art a child, and hast ever added a sorrow to the soul, or a furrow to the silvered brow of an affectionate parent; if thou art a husband, and hast ever caused the fond bosom that ventured its whole happiness in thy arms to doubt one moment of thy kindness or thy truth...
Página 192 - And the dolphins bared their backs of gold; And never was heard such an outcry wild As welcomed to life the Ocean-child!
Página 79 - I will sing unto the LORD as long as I live: I will sing praise to my God while I have my being.
Página 32 - ... own. Whereas at a tavern there is a general freedom from anxiety. You are sure you are welcome ; and the more noise you make, the more trouble you give, the more good things you call for, the welcomer you are. No servants will attend you with the alacrity which waiters do, who are incited by the prospect of an immediate reward in proportion as they please. No, sir, there is nothing which has yet been contrived by man by which so much happiness is produced as by a good tavern or inn.
Página 80 - There it is that we call up in long review the whole history of virtue and gentleness, and the thousand endearments lavished upon us almost unheeded in the daily intercourse of intimacy ; there it is that we dwell upon the tenderness, the solemn, awful tenderness of the parting scene.
Página 248 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet...
Página 28 - Macdonald, a footman, who has written his own life, informs us, that when he carried "a fine silk umbrella, which he had brought from Spain, he could not with any comfort to himself use it; the people calling out ' Frenchman ! why don't you get a coach?'" The fact was, that the hackney-coachmen and the chairmen, joining with the true esprit de corps, were clamorous against this portentous rival.
Página 283 - Merrow, although he had never seen one before, for he spied the cohuleen driuth, or little enchanted cap, which the sea people use for diving down into the ocean, lying upon the strand, near her ; and he had heard, that if once he could possess himself of the cap, she would lose the power of going away into the water : so he seized it with all speed, and she, hearing the noise, turned her head about as natural as any Christian. When the Merrow saw that her little divingcap was gone, the salt tears...
Página 46 - There's music in the deep. It is not in the surf's rough roar, Nor in the whispering, shelly shore : They are but earthly sounds, that tell How little of the sea-nymph's shell That sends its loud, clear note abroad, Or winds its softness through the flood, Echoes through groves with coral gay, And dies on spongy banks away. There's music in the deep.
Página 283 - Tralee," cried Dick, jumping up in amazement, "I'd as soon eat myself, my jewel! Is it I eat you, my pet? Now, 'twas some ugly ill-looking thief of a fish put that notion into your own pretty head, with the nice green hair down upon it, that is so cleanly combed out this morning!" "Man," said the merrow, "what will you do with me, if you won't eat me?