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Family pastime; or, Homes made happy [by R.K. Philp. With] Solutions Robert Kemp Philp Úplné zobrazení - 1851 |
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ACROSTICS Æsop ages Algæ amusements Anagram answer appear bear-baiting beautiful bees bipeds blood breath bright brother Carbon castle character Charade cold colour common wasp CONUNDRUMS Count Oscar Countess cried Crystal Palace D'Israeli dark districts of England DOMENICHINO doth dread earth ECHO VERSES ENIGMA exclaimed eyes fair Family Friend fireside flint flowers give glass glory hand hath head heart hole Horn of Christmas kind king lady Lady Hester Stanhope letters light lines Liungby living lovers maiden mighty mind move mysterious ne'er never night o'er ocean's once pass pastimes percussion cap person pieces play player poet PRIZE puzzle Queen readers reliquary Riddle Roman scarce seen shape silica square strange sweet sword things thou thought TRANSPOSITIONS Twas Twenty Questions Ulla verses Vex'd whole wine wings wonderful wondrous word
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Strana 14 - Things of which she nothing knows ; And when she has said all she can say, 'Tis wrested to the lover's fancy. Quoth he, "O whither, wicked Bruin, Art thou fled to my " Echo, Ruin ? " I thought th' hadst scorn'd to budge a step For fear.
Strana 47 - That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Strana 38 - ... will. Row on, row on ! — The Second is high In my own bright lady's balcony ; And she beside it, pale and mute — Untold her beads, untouched her lute — Is wondering why her lover's skiff So slowly glides to the lonely cliff. Row on, row on ! — When the Whole is fled, The song will be hushed, and the rapture dead ; And I must go in my grief again To the toils of day, and the haunts of men, To a future of fear, and a present of care, And memory's dream of the things that were.
Strana 38 - To ladies' eyes and tresses, And learned to drain my father's cup, And loose my falcon's jesses : But dim is now my grandeur's gleam ; The mongrel mob grows prouder ; And everything is done by steam, And men are killed by powder ; And now I feel my swift decay, And give unheeded orders, And rot in paltry state away, With sheriffs and recorders.
Strana 18 - HINTS TO PLAYERS. No advantage will be gained, but, on the contrary, frequently a loss, by throwing back one only of the adversary's pieces, as the piece thrown back may be placed so as more readily to obtain a much better position than that thrown back from. As no piece is allowed to move backward, the Queens must not be moved into the centre too hastily, as when there (having no move unless thrown out) their usefulness is impaired. The player should endeavour to obtain such a position as to be...
Strana 15 - Now any other noun you take, By adding s you plural make; But if you add an .s- to this, Strange is the metamorphosis ; Plural is plural now no more, And sweet what bitter was before.
Strana 38 - THE Indian lover burst From his lone cot by night : — When Love hath lit my First In hearts by Passion nurst, Oh who shall quench the light ? The Indian left the shore ; He heard the night-wind sing, And cursed the tardy oar, And wished that he could soar Upon my Second's wing.
Strana 38 - Row on, row on ! — The First may light My shallop o'er the wave to-night ; But she will hide in a little while, The lustre of her silent smile ; For fickle she is, and changeful still, As a madman's wish, or a woman's will. Row on, row on ! — The Second is high In my own bright lady's balcony ; And she beside it, pale and mute — Untold her beads, untouched her lute — Is wondering why her lover's skiff So slowly glides to the lonely cliff. Row on, row on ! — When the Whole is fled, The song...
Strana 11 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view; I knew him well, and every truant knew...
Strana 49 - Cassandra of her age, and several of her predictions warranted her to conceive she was a prophetess. As her prophecies in the troubled times of Charles I. were usually against the government, she was at length brought by them into the Court of High Commission. The prophetess was not a little mad, and fancied the spirit of Daniel was in her, from an anagram she had formed of her name — ELEANOR DAVIES. Reveal, O Daniel! The anagram had too much by an /, and too little by an s; yet Daniel and reveal...