The American Library of Art, Literature and Song, Том 5Carson Stewart & Company, 1886 |
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TERRORS OF A GUILTY CONSCIENCE . | What poor fate followed thee and plucked ENGLISH AND SCOTTISH LIFE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY temporary convenience. URSED with unnumbered groundless fears , How pale yon shivering wretch appears ! For him ...
TERRORS OF A GUILTY CONSCIENCE . | What poor fate followed thee and plucked ENGLISH AND SCOTTISH LIFE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY temporary convenience. URSED with unnumbered groundless fears , How pale yon shivering wretch appears ! For him ...
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... followed him , and in the course of a few years a little settlement was formed of real ' cute Yankees , as Timothy calls them , to the amount of sixty or seventy men , women and children . They were grad- ually growing in wealth and ...
... followed him , and in the course of a few years a little settlement was formed of real ' cute Yankees , as Timothy calls them , to the amount of sixty or seventy men , women and children . They were grad- ually growing in wealth and ...
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... followed the direction , and be- | comed him and handed the canteen , now al- held a group of five or six Indians seated most empty . round a fire , the waning lustre of which cast a fitful light upon their dark countenances , whose ...
... followed the direction , and be- | comed him and handed the canteen , now al- held a group of five or six Indians seated most empty . round a fire , the waning lustre of which cast a fitful light upon their dark countenances , whose ...
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... followed his example without knowing why , until he heard some one ap- proach , and distinguished , as they came nigh , two officers , apparently of rank . They halted near the waning fire , and one said to the other in French in a low ...
... followed his example without knowing why , until he heard some one ap- proach , and distinguished , as they came nigh , two officers , apparently of rank . They halted near the waning fire , and one said to the other in French in a low ...
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... followed these questions . He then mildly but forcibly added , " " What have you to say ? " Here a flood of tears burst from her eyes , which she fixed earnestly upon him , as if pleading for mercy , while she faintly artic- ulated ...
... followed these questions . He then mildly but forcibly added , " " What have you to say ? " Here a flood of tears burst from her eyes , which she fixed earnestly upon him , as if pleading for mercy , while she faintly artic- ulated ...
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Стр. 98 - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose; I still had hopes — for pride attends us still — Amidst the swains to show my...
Стр. 312 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits, and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms; And then, the whining school-boy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school: And then, the lover; Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress...
Стр. 396 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one ! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Стр. 266 - And then thou must be damn'd perpetually. Stand still you ever-moving spheres of heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come. Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again, and make Perpetual day: or let this hour be but A year, a month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent and save his soul.
Стр. 100 - How blest is he who crowns in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly.
Стр. 274 - WISH MINE be a cot beside the hill ; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near. The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch, Shall twitter from her clay-built nest; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest.
Стр. 474 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is; What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth!
Стр. 320 - Was this the face that launched a thousand ships And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ?— Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Her lips suck forth my soul : see, where it flies! Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena.
Стр. 188 - tis the soul of peace : Of all the virtues, 'tis nearest kin to heaven ; It makes men look like gods. The best of men That e'er wore earth about him, was a sufferer; A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit : The first true gentleman, that ever breathed.
Стр. 106 - ... than all the gloss of art ; Spontaneous joys, where Nature has its play, The soul adopts, and owns their firstborn sway ; Lightly they frolic o'er the vacant mind, Unenvied, unmolested...