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The pure waters swell over There , ' said he , ' are thy countrymen , there are the enemy who wait to give us battle . Remember that I ¡° The three requisites of Genius . ¡± ¡° An have saved thy life : that I have taught ege to see Nature ...
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In the next tation should give me a bad night . Dowaroom is the band of music , who play from ger Lady Spencer was in the house with eight o'clock till ten . The King generally me , and went with me to carly prayers , over .
In the next tation should give me a bad night . Dowaroom is the band of music , who play from ger Lady Spencer was in the house with eight o'clock till ten . The King generally me , and went with me to carly prayers , over .
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... that she might instil into him the Mr Wesley in a very different strain , com . principles of true religion and virtue ; plaining that a conventicle was held in his • Lord , ' she said , " give me grace to do it house .
... that she might instil into him the Mr Wesley in a very different strain , com . principles of true religion and virtue ; plaining that a conventicle was held in his • Lord , ' she said , " give me grace to do it house .
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... than many were in these ger ? they have got no meat these two years . days , and we have nothing to give The crowning plague of all these them . great and manifold plagues was , many Through the long continuance of were cast down ...
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I have done all I could to lasses , whose names were Nisbets , lie- preserve the spirit of the original , and ing cast out of service , ( for every one at the same time to give the author's could not have it ; many said , they meaning ...
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315 ÆäÀÌÁö - Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme...
315 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tasting of Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth ! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene...
542 ÆäÀÌÁö - Wherefore if they shall say unto you, Behold, He is in the desert ; go not forth : behold, He is in the secret chambers ; believe it not.
314 ÆäÀÌÁö - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
315 ÆäÀÌÁö - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...
315 ÆäÀÌÁö - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night...
315 ÆäÀÌÁö - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
314 ÆäÀÌÁö - Anon his heart revives : her vespers done, Of all its wreathed pearls her hair she frees ; Unclasps her warmed jewels one by one ; Loosens her fragrant bodice ; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees : Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St.
314 ÆäÀÌÁö - Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pray; Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again.
314 ÆäÀÌÁö - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device, Innumerable of stains and splendid dyes, As are the tiger-moth's deep-damask'd wings; And in the midst, 'mong thousand heraldries, And twilight saints, and dim emblazonings, A shielded scutcheon blush'd with blood of queens and kings.