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... Horace Cooper , Charles Etheridge , and George Hamilton . These young men were pretty fair specimens of the race who read in barristers ' chambers . They were perhaps more devoted to balls than briefs , and yet not absolutely idlers ...
... Horace Cooper , Charles Etheridge , and George Hamilton . These young men were pretty fair specimens of the race who read in barristers ' chambers . They were perhaps more devoted to balls than briefs , and yet not absolutely idlers ...
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... Horace Cooper . " Ah , well ! I oughtn't to care ; and indeed I don't . The fact is , Huntingdon , I'm engaged , and am going to be Philip sober . It is to no one you've seen . I will introduce you to my bonnibel - there is Mary ...
... Horace Cooper . " Ah , well ! I oughtn't to care ; and indeed I don't . The fact is , Huntingdon , I'm engaged , and am going to be Philip sober . It is to no one you've seen . I will introduce you to my bonnibel - there is Mary ...
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Alfred Austin. been lighted , although it was July ; and Horace Cooper , who had not made his ap- pearance at chambers for ten days , was sitting alone on the hearth , with his face buried in his hands . " Hallo ! Cooper ! a pretty ...
Alfred Austin. been lighted , although it was July ; and Horace Cooper , who had not made his ap- pearance at chambers for ten days , was sitting alone on the hearth , with his face buried in his hands . " Hallo ! Cooper ! a pretty ...
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... Cooper ! Cooper , the merriest of mortals ; the soul of the chambers : the incarnation of reckless spirits . " " Horace , " he said in a voice so soft it almost sounded like a woman's , " Will you confide in me ? " Cooper raised his ...
... Cooper ! Cooper , the merriest of mortals ; the soul of the chambers : the incarnation of reckless spirits . " " Horace , " he said in a voice so soft it almost sounded like a woman's , " Will you confide in me ? " Cooper raised his ...
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... Horace ! it was cruel— it was fearfully cruel ! Farewell ; you will always have the love , if you value the love ... Cooper . " Yet , who could have foreseen that the very act , which was to close the gates on guilt , should close on ...
... Horace ! it was cruel— it was fearfully cruel ! Farewell ; you will always have the love , if you value the love ... Cooper . " Yet , who could have foreseen that the very act , which was to close the gates on guilt , should close on ...
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Page 57 - SHUT, shut the door, good John! fatigued, I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land...
Page 190 - And shadows forth its glory. There is given Unto the things of earth, which Time hath bent, A Spirit's feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruined battlement, For which the Palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till Ages are its dower.
Page 14 - We live in an age when to be young and to be indifferent can no longer be synonymous. We must prepare for the coming hour. The claims of the future are represented by suffering millions, and the Youth of a Nation are the trustees of posterity.
Page 132 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Page 86 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Page 211 - Tender, purest maidenhood, harbouring chaste thoughts with jealous care, that, a moment ago, would have loosed the hand which was too freely pressed, trembles not, starts not, shrinks not from — nay, rushes to divide — the passionate embrace and the wildest kiss.