magdalen

The Magdalen, in the days of her sin, is acted by a girl chosen for her beauty, but not for her character.

Marched at seven o'clock; passed, on the west side of the river, the mountains of Magdalen, and the Black mountains on the east.

That passionate and dreadful picture of St. Mary Magdalen covered by her hair as with a robe of red gold, does it move us at all?

And sure enough next week the bell was seen once more hanging in the gable of St. Mary Magdalen's chapel as of yore.

One of the fellows of Magdalen is always obliged to mount guard over visitors to the library.