The Library of Choice Literature and Encyclopædia of Universal Authorship ...Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Charles Gibbon Gebbie & Company, 1893 |
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... sweet healthful influences - almost shut out from the sky that reeks in vapour over him ; it is a call that tells him there are things of the earth beside food and covering to live for ; and that God in his great bounty hath made them ...
... sweet healthful influences - almost shut out from the sky that reeks in vapour over him ; it is a call that tells him there are things of the earth beside food and covering to live for ; and that God in his great bounty hath made them ...
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... sweet and as healthy a soul as the souls of my neighbours . I never did wrong to anybody . ' " Pooh ! ' cried Father Lotus . " I never denied credit to the hungry , ' con- tinued Pugwash . ́ ́ ́Fiddle - de - dee ! ' said the wizard very ...
... sweet and as healthy a soul as the souls of my neighbours . I never did wrong to anybody . ' " Pooh ! ' cried Father Lotus . " I never denied credit to the hungry , ' con- tinued Pugwash . ́ ́ ́Fiddle - de - dee ! ' said the wizard very ...
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... sweet looks and voice of nature , live and die with their souls in a Till ? " THE TRAVELLER ; OR A PROSPECT OF SOCIETY . [ Oliver Goldsmith , born at Pallas , Leinster , Ireland , 10th November , 1728 ; died in London , 4th April , 1774 ...
... sweet looks and voice of nature , live and die with their souls in a Till ? " THE TRAVELLER ; OR A PROSPECT OF SOCIETY . [ Oliver Goldsmith , born at Pallas , Leinster , Ireland , 10th November , 1728 ; died in London , 4th April , 1774 ...
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... sweets salute the northern sky With vernal lives , that blossom but to die ; These here disporting own the kindred soil , Nor ask luxuriance from the planter's toil ; While sea - born gales their gelid wings expand To winnow fragrance ...
... sweets salute the northern sky With vernal lives , that blossom but to die ; These here disporting own the kindred soil , Nor ask luxuriance from the planter's toil ; While sea - born gales their gelid wings expand To winnow fragrance ...
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... sweet and gentle daughter , who has acquiesced , though with sorrow . " " I told you that girl was no good , " said Sir John . " You had better send for her home and provide for her , or she will be talking about the Holmsdale business ...
... sweet and gentle daughter , who has acquiesced , though with sorrow . " " I told you that girl was no good , " said Sir John . " You had better send for her home and provide for her , or she will be talking about the Holmsdale business ...
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107 페이지 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
143 페이지 - What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? — They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, — The soil where first they trod! They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God ! Felicia Hemans.
6 페이지 - As some lone miser, visiting his store, Bends at his treasure, counts, recounts it o'er; Hoards after hoards his rising raptures fill, Yet still he sighs, for hoards are wanting still...
370 페이지 - Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! On Suli's rock, and Parga's shore, Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore; And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heracleidan blood might own.
7 페이지 - Thus every good his native wilds impart Imprints the patriot passion on his heart ; And e'en those ills that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms...
8 페이지 - That first excites desire, and then supplies. Unknown to them, when sensual pleasures cloy, To fill the languid pause with finer joy; Unknown those powers that raise the soul to flame, \ Catch every nerve, and vibrate through the frame : Their level life is but a...
6 페이지 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
370 페이지 - Must we but blush? Our fathers bled. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead ! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylae ! What, silent still?
40 페이지 - Be still the unimaginable lodge For solitary thinkings; such as dodge Conception to the very bourne of heaven, Then leave the naked brain: be still the leaven, That spreading in this dull and clodded earth Gives it a touch ethereal- a new birth...
92 페이지 - Now strike the golden lyre again: A louder yet, and yet a louder strain ! Break his bands of sleep asunder And rouse him like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark ! the horrid sound Has raised up his head : As awaked from the dead, And amazed he stares around. Revenge, revenge...