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170 ÆäÀÌÁö - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
110 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... swallows! Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge — That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture! And though the fields look rough with hoary dew, All will be gay when noontide wakes anew The buttercups, the little children's dower — Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower!
339 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... worst, pigeon of the flock: sitting round, and looking on. all the winter, whilst this one was devouring, throwing about, and wasting it: and if a pigeon, more hardy or hungry than the rest, touched a grain of the hoard, all the others instantly flying upon it. and tearing it to pieces: - if you should see this, you would see nothing more than what is every day practised and established among men.
168 ÆäÀÌÁö - Go, LOVELY rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
398 ÆäÀÌÁö - But when sleep comes to close each difficult day, When night gives pause to the long watch I keep, And all my bonds I needs must loose apart, Must doff my will as raiment laid away, — With the first dream that comes with the first sleep I run, I run, I am gathered to thy heart.
244 ÆäÀÌÁö - Farewell the tranquil mind ! farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner; and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O you mortal engines, whose rude throats The .immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! logo.
6 ÆäÀÌÁö - In luscious streams, and lent us your own coat Against the winter's cold? And the plain ox, That harmless, honest, guileless animal, In what has he offended ? he, whose toil, Patient and ever ready, clothes the land With all the pomp of harvest; shall he bleed, And struggling groan beneath the cruel hands Even of the clown he feeds ? and that, perhaps, To swell the riot of th...
114 ÆäÀÌÁö - TAFFY was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief; Taffy came to my house and stole a piece of beef: I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not at home ; Taffy came to my house and stole a marrowbone.
40 ÆäÀÌÁö - And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers, Is always the first to be touched by the thorns.
400 ÆäÀÌÁö - INTEREST allowed on DEPOSITS, repayable on demand. TWO per CENT, on CURRENT ACCOUNTS, on the minimum monthly balances, when not drawn below ^100. STOCKS, SHARES, and ANNUITIES purchased and sold.

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