BUKU BASA INGGRIS KAKAIT KARO «ROSELESS»
Temukaké kagunané saka
roseless ing pilihan bibliografi iki. Buku kang kakait dening
roseless lan pethikan cekak kang padha kanggo nyediyakaké panggunané ing sastra Basa Inggris.
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Gardeners Chronicle & New Horticulturist
A Roseless June—It almost seems as if a winter of unexampled length and
severity—a season without aspring—were to be followed by aJune without a
Rose; not but what there are a few Teas in warm nooks and corners struggling
forth into ...
2
Cabinet of Modern Art ...: Illustrated by Appropriate ...
She raised her eyes to heaven, and an air of resignation sat on her roseless
cheek. " We shall see to that hereafter," said the bishop — "but where is the
novice?" " She has fled, fled to the woods," said the nun, a slight , flush, as it were
of ...
3
An Oration on the death of S. T. Coleridge, delivered at the ...
... In my own heart ; or that, indeed, a trance Turned my eye inward—thee, O
genial Hope, Love's elder sister? thee did I behold, Drest as a bridesmaid, but all
pale and cold, With roselesS cheek, all pale and cold and dim, Lie lifeless at my
feet!
John Abraham HERAUD, 1834
Dim as a misty tree ere morn, Sad as a tide-deserted strand, She sate, with
roseless lip forlorn ; — I knelt, and, reverent, kissed her hand. I loved her. Whom I
loved of yore, A shape all radiant from the skies, I loved that hour ; and loved far
more ...
5
Paris in 1815, a poem [by G. Croly].
L. A few rude boards are now her beauty's bed ; Her still and roseless cheek has
now no veil But one long, dripping lock across it shed ; Yet her wide eye looks
living. Oh ! the tale Told there — of reason that began to fail, Of wild remorse, of
the ...
6
Memoirs of the Life and Correspondence of Mrs. Hannah More
... green-houses.1 Mrs. Cotton and I had an infinite deal of entertainment out of
them, though, to our shame be it spoken, some of them were cousins ; but I have
no doubt that they held in great contempt our roseless heads, and leafless necks.
William Roberts, Hannah More, 1835
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Theatrical Portraits; with other poems
One happy hour cannot erase The grief of ages, nor impart New bloom to Mis'ry's
roseless face, New verdure to a wither'd heart. II. Long years of sulf'ring and
decay Have dimm'd thine eye and sear'd thy mind; Have swept thy hopes and
joys ...
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine
A MOTHER'S DIRGE OVER HER CHILDBnme me flowers all young and sweet,
That I may strew the winding sheet, Where calm thou sleepest, baby fair, With
roseless cheek, and auburn hair! Bring me the rosemary, whose breath Perfumed
...
... the only roseless victim, received roses earlier and they wilted and she threw
them out. I know they weren't in her trash, but she might have dropped them
down to the incinerator.” Fedderman entered and walked over to join them. “Let's
go ...
The late Dean of Ely was an hero with the snuff-box ; but our friend Thomas out-
deans the dean : snuff was to him a luxury and a delightful dainty ; but to Thomas
it is as necessary as water is to a fish, or paint to the cheek of a roseless dowager
...
