Harper's New Monthly Magazine, 9±Ç

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Sampson Low, Marston, Searle & Rivington

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318 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite ; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease ; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold ; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand ; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
230 ÆäÀÌÁö - A WEIGHT of awe, not easy to be borne, Fell suddenly upon my Spirit — cast From the dread bosom of the unknown past, When first I saw that family forlorn. Speak Thou, whose massy strength and stature scorn The power of years — pre-eminent, and placed Apart, to overlook the circle vast...
297 ÆäÀÌÁö - And I detest your three chairs and a bolster. TONY. You do, do you? — then, let me see — what if you go on a mile further, to the Buck's Head; the old Buck's Head on the hill, one of the best inns in the whole county?
48 ÆäÀÌÁö - He's a very singular character, I assure you. Among women of reputation and virtue, he is the modestest man alive: but his acquaintance give him a very different character among creatures of another stamp: you understand me?
48 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... consists in jewels, is no such mighty temptation. But at any rate, if my dear Hastings be but constant, I make no doubt to be too hard for her at last. However, I let her suppose that I am in love with her son ; and she never once dreams that my affections are fixed upon another. Miss Hard.
297 ÆäÀÌÁö - Sir, we are obliged to you. The servants can't miss the way? Tony. No, no: But I tell you though, the landlord is rich, and going to leave off business ; so he wants to be thought a gentleman, saving your presence, he! he ! he ! He'll be for giving you his company, and ecod if you mind him, he'll persuade you that his mother was an alderman, and his aunt a justice of peace. Land. A troublesome old blade, to be sure ; but a...
296 ÆäÀÌÁö - That's not necessary towards directing us where we are to go. Tony. No offence ; but question for question is all fair, you know. Pray, gentlemen, is not this same Hardcastle a crossgrained, old-fashioned, whimsical fellow, with an ugly face ; a daughter, and a pretty son ? Hast.
48 ÆäÀÌÁö - And am I to blame? The poor boy was always too sickly to do any good. A school would be his death. When he comes to be a little stronger, who knows what a year or two's Latin may do for him ? HARD.
292 ÆäÀÌÁö - But when you come down with your pence, For a slice of their scurvy religion, I'll leave it to all men of sense, But you my good friend are the pigeon.
292 ÆäÀÌÁö - Then come, put the jorum about, And let us be merry and clever, Our hearts and our liquors are stout, Here's the Three Jolly Pigeons for ever.

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