Uncle Piper of Piper's Hill: An Australian Novel

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Harper & Brothers, 1889 - 267 páginas
 

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Página 64 - Ah me! for aught that ever I could read. Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth: But, either it was different in blood; Her.
Página 20 - True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind...
Página 75 - He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.
Página 63 - The tear down childhood's cheek that flows Is like the dewdrop on the rose ; When next the summer breeze comes by, And waves the bush, the flower is dry.
Página 95 - The path of sorrow, and that path alone, Leads to the land where sorrow is unknown ; No traveller ever reach'd that blest abode, Who found not thorns and briers in his road.
Página 228 - Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small; Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he all.
Página 107 - Y' had best (quoth Ralpho), as the Ancients Say wisely, Have a care o' th' main chance, And Look before you ere you leap ; For As you sow, y' are like to reap : And were y...
Página 113 - Look here, upon this picture, and on this, The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury...
Página 162 - tis in my custody. Oth. Ha! lago. O, beware, my lord, of jealousy ; It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on : that cuckold lives in bliss Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger ; But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves ! Oth.
Página 5 - I absolve: all my evasions vain, And reasonings, though through mazes, lead me still But to my own conviction...

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