THE CROWN OF LOVE.

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O, might I load my arms with thee, Like that young lover of Romance, Who loved and gain‘d so gloriously The fair Princess of France! Because he dared to love so high, He, bearing her dear weight, must speed To … Continue reading

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EXHIBITION IN 1862.

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Queen Victoria opening  the 1862 International Exhibition IN this age of competition in every department of industry, and at a time when such extraordinary development is taking place in almost every system, whether it minister to our personal comfort or … Continue reading

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The School Frigate, The Akbar

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UP the Mersey, in the Sloyne, far above the Liverpool docks, there is moored off the Rock Ferry, a bluff” old frigate bereft of guns, but with all its rigging standing. It forms a strong contrast to the trim and … Continue reading

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A DAY WITH WASHINGTON IRVING.

(FROM A LETTER TO A FRIEND, WRITTEN SHORTLY BEFORE THE LAST MAIL FROM AMERICA BROUGHT TO ENGLAND THE NEWS of WASHINGTON IRVING’S DEATH.) WASHINGTON Irving had been the lion of the metropolis for more than a week, and it had … Continue reading

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Where is the Other? – A Reverie.

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“JANE, JANE! George is coming down to spend three weeks here—it will be so jolly! And he’s going to bring his brother too. You must make us some sailors out of dolls for our yacht; mother will give us the … Continue reading

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The Ghost’s Night-Cap

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Just thirty years ago—that is to say in the month of November, l829 —an English family, named Daubville, was in occupation of an old Italian villa on the Leghorn Hills. It is to be regretted that the Daubvilles wrote “Honourable” … Continue reading

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How I Played PRINCE ALFRED.

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By W. TERRISS. I HAD just returned from a long voyage, when I was a lad of tender years of age, and being invited by a wealthy but eccentric relative, to join him in a trip to the country, I … Continue reading

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