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... soul to God . ' Tis but a moment - there ! one foot swings off ! -he is reeling- trembling - toppling over into eternity . Hark ! -a shout falls on his ears from above ! The man who is lying with half his length over the bridge , has ...
... soul to God . ' Tis but a moment - there ! one foot swings off ! -he is reeling- trembling - toppling over into eternity . Hark ! -a shout falls on his ears from above ! The man who is lying with half his length over the bridge , has ...
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... souls ! In nice clean faces , and nice white stoles , Came , in order due , Two by two , Marching that grand refectory through ! A nice little boy held a golden ewer , Emboss'd , and fill'd with water as pure As any that flows between ...
... souls ! In nice clean faces , and nice white stoles , Came , in order due , Two by two , Marching that grand refectory through ! A nice little boy held a golden ewer , Emboss'd , and fill'd with water as pure As any that flows between ...
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... soul is there . -Lloyd . THE PRAIRIE ON FIRE . THE sleep of the fugitives lasted for several hours . The trapper was the first to shake off its influence , as he had been the last to court its refreshment . Rising , just as the gray ...
... soul is there . -Lloyd . THE PRAIRIE ON FIRE . THE sleep of the fugitives lasted for several hours . The trapper was the first to shake off its influence , as he had been the last to court its refreshment . Rising , just as the gray ...
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... I have not had , this live - long day , one drop to cheer my heart , Not even ' brown ' to buy a bit of bread with - let alone a tart " If there's a soul will give me food , THE LITTLE VULGAR BOY . 21 "All the Year Round,"
... I have not had , this live - long day , one drop to cheer my heart , Not even ' brown ' to buy a bit of bread with - let alone a tart " If there's a soul will give me food , THE LITTLE VULGAR BOY . 21 "All the Year Round,"
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George Walter Baynham. " If there's a soul will give me food , or find me in employ , By day or night , as I'm a sight , " ( he was a vulgar Boy ; ) " And now I'm here , from this here pier it is my fixed intent To jump , as Mister Levi ...
George Walter Baynham. " If there's a soul will give me food , or find me in employ , By day or night , as I'm a sight , " ( he was a vulgar Boy ; ) " And now I'm here , from this here pier it is my fixed intent To jump , as Mister Levi ...
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26 ÆäÀÌÁö - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That in the course of justice none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy, And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
265 ÆäÀÌÁö - Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!" he said. Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade!
268 ÆäÀÌÁö - Cameron's gathering" rose ! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes : — How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill ! But with the breath which fills Their...
232 ÆäÀÌÁö - And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea: But we loved with a love that was more than love I and my ANNABEL LEE; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea...
134 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground; And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his...
234 ÆäÀÌÁö - ACCENT of Christians nor the GAIT of Christian — PAGAN — nor MAN -have so STRUTTED and BELLOWED -that I have thought some of Nature's JOURNEYMEN had made men and not made them WELL they imitated humanity so ABOMINABLY...
273 ÆäÀÌÁö - With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild: then silent night, With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
268 ÆäÀÌÁö - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
62 ÆäÀÌÁö - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came ; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. 'Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, " The wine is left behind ! " " Good lack ! " quoth he ; " yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword When I do exercise.
296 ÆäÀÌÁö - The boy ! — oh, where was he ? Ask of the winds, that far around With fragments strewed the sea, — With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part ; But the noblest thing that perished there, Was that young faithful heart ! THOMAS CAMPBELL.