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... Paul Flemming , 550 Song - The Wanderer , The German Student's Tale , Notes on some New Novels , by Dr. Pangloss , 506 516 526 Bridal Hymn , by Zacharias Lundt , 530 The Stage - Coachman Abroad , by Dudley Costello , 543 Hours in ...
... Paul Flemming , 550 Song - The Wanderer , The German Student's Tale , Notes on some New Novels , by Dr. Pangloss , 506 516 526 Bridal Hymn , by Zacharias Lundt , 530 The Stage - Coachman Abroad , by Dudley Costello , 543 Hours in ...
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... PAUL FLEMMING 502 MARINE MEMORANDA , NO . III . BY A SUBMARINE 503 SONG - THE WANDERER , 506 THE GIRL AT NO . 7. - THE OLD LEDGER , NO IV . EDITED AND ILLUSTRATED BY ALFRED CROWQUILL 507 THE GERMAN STUDENT'S TALE , 516 THE LAY OF THE ...
... PAUL FLEMMING 502 MARINE MEMORANDA , NO . III . BY A SUBMARINE 503 SONG - THE WANDERER , 506 THE GIRL AT NO . 7. - THE OLD LEDGER , NO IV . EDITED AND ILLUSTRATED BY ALFRED CROWQUILL 507 THE GERMAN STUDENT'S TALE , 516 THE LAY OF THE ...
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... PAUL FLEMMING . SWEET May is come once more With rich and plenteous store , To deck the meadows gay , Cold frost , and ice , and snow , Shun where the west winds blow , And slowly melt away . Oh ! may no grief annoy The lover's dream of ...
... PAUL FLEMMING . SWEET May is come once more With rich and plenteous store , To deck the meadows gay , Cold frost , and ice , and snow , Shun where the west winds blow , And slowly melt away . Oh ! may no grief annoy The lover's dream of ...
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... PAUL FLEMMING . * DEAR cheeks , ye inspire My bosom with fire ; Your red and your white Is a feast of delight . And this is not all That charming I call ; To view you , to press you , To touch and caress you , My bosom with fire , Dear ...
... PAUL FLEMMING . * DEAR cheeks , ye inspire My bosom with fire ; Your red and your white Is a feast of delight . And this is not all That charming I call ; To view you , to press you , To touch and caress you , My bosom with fire , Dear ...
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... PAUL FLEMMING . * DEAR cheeks , ye inspire My bosom with fire ; Your red and your white Is a feast of delight . And this is not all That charming I call ; To view you , to press you , To touch and caress you , My bosom with fire , Dear ...
... PAUL FLEMMING . * DEAR cheeks , ye inspire My bosom with fire ; Your red and your white Is a feast of delight . And this is not all That charming I call ; To view you , to press you , To touch and caress you , My bosom with fire , Dear ...
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53 ÆäÀÌÁö - And children coming home from school, Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor.
53 ÆäÀÌÁö - Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! ENDYMION.
489 ÆäÀÌÁö - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
53 ÆäÀÌÁö - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
479 ÆäÀÌÁö - Who didst not change through all the past, And canst not alter now. The love where Death has set his seal, Nor age can chill, nor rival steal, Nor falsehood disavow: And, what were worse, thou canst not see Or wrong, or change, or fault in me.
21 ÆäÀÌÁö - We were now arrived at Spring-garden, which is exquisitely pleasant at this time of the year. When I considered the fragrancy of the walks and bowers, with the choirs of birds that sung upon the trees, and the loose tribe of people that walked under their shades, I could not but look upon the place as a kind of Mahometan paradise.
235 ÆäÀÌÁö - My Lord, Out of the love I bear to some of your friends, I have a care of your preservation. Therefore I would advise you, as you tender your life, to devise some excuse to shift off your attendance at this parliament. For God and man have concurred to punish the wickedness of this time.
143 ÆäÀÌÁö - King Henry, making a masque at the Cardinal Wolsey's house, and certain cannons being shot off at his entry, some of the paper or other stuff wherewith one of them was stopped, did light on the thatch, where being thought at first but an idle smoke, and their eyes more attentive to the show, it kindled inwardly, and ran round like a train, consuming within less than an hour the whole house to the very ground.
32 ÆäÀÌÁö - A strange fish! Were I in England now (as once I was), and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver; there would this monster make a man: any strange beast there makes a man: when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legged like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
234 ÆäÀÌÁö - For though there be no appearance of any stir, yet, I say, they shall receive a terrible blow this parliament, and yet they shall not see who hurts them.