The American Library of Art, Literature and Song, Том 2Carson Stewart & Company, 1886 |
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... Passepartout. 66 66 Very well , guide , " replied Mr. Fogg . 66 However , do you know , " replied the Par- see , that we not only risk our lives , but horrible punishments , if we are taken ? So see ! " " That is seen , " replied Mr ...
... Passepartout. 66 66 Very well , guide , " replied Mr. Fogg . 66 However , do you know , " replied the Par- see , that we not only risk our lives , but horrible punishments , if we are taken ? So see ! " " That is seen , " replied Mr ...
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... Passepartout followed him . They made a pretty long détour , so as to reach the pagoda by the rear . About a half hour past midnight they arrived at the foot of the walls without having met any one . No watch had been established on ...
... Passepartout followed him . They made a pretty long détour , so as to reach the pagoda by the rear . About a half hour past midnight they arrived at the foot of the walls without having met any one . No watch had been established on ...
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... Passepartout was beside himself , and the guide had some difficulty to restrain him . The impassible Fogg waited without showing his feelings . 46 What can we do but leave ? " asked the general , in a low voice . 66 66 We can only leave ...
... Passepartout was beside himself , and the guide had some difficulty to restrain him . The impassible Fogg waited without showing his feelings . 46 What can we do but leave ? " asked the general , in a low voice . 66 66 We can only leave ...
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" Let us be off ! " It was Passepartout himself who slipped to the pile in the midst of the thick smoke ! It was Passepartout who , profiting by the great darkness still prevailing , had rescued the young woman from death ! It was ...
" Let us be off ! " It was Passepartout himself who slipped to the pile in the midst of the thick smoke ! It was Passepartout who , profiting by the great darkness still prevailing , had rescued the young woman from death ! It was ...
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Стр. 100 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Стр. 100 - Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world — with kings, The powerful of the earth — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Стр. 102 - The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one, as before, will chase His favorite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Стр. 379 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heav'n pursue.
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Стр. 88 - Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Стр. 498 - 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.
Стр. 294 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's King and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa'?
Стр. 379 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe. If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, O teach my heart To find that better way.
Стр. 198 - WITH deep affection And recollection I often think of Those Shandon bells, Whose sounds so wild would, In the days of childhood, Fling round my cradle Their magic spells. On this I ponder Where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder, Sweet Cork, of thee, — With thy bells of Shandon, That sound so grand on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.