The Ridpath Library of Universal Literature: A Biographical and Bibliographical Summary of the World's Most Eminent Authors, Including the Choicest Extracts and Masterpieces from Their Writings, Volumen18Avil Printing Company, 1903 |
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... Wouldst Thou , Great Love , this prisoner once set free , How would she hasten to be linked with Thee ! She'd for no angel's conduct stay , But fly , and love on all the way . NORRIS , W. E. , an English novelist , born. JOHN NORRIS.
... Wouldst Thou , Great Love , this prisoner once set free , How would she hasten to be linked with Thee ! She'd for no angel's conduct stay , But fly , and love on all the way . NORRIS , W. E. , an English novelist , born. JOHN NORRIS.
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... born in 1847. He was called to the bar in 1874 , but never practised . His first book , Heaps of Money , appeared in 1876 ; it has been followed by Mademoiselle de Mersac , Thirlby Hall , Matrimony , A Man of His Word , That Terrible ...
... born in 1847. He was called to the bar in 1874 , but never practised . His first book , Heaps of Money , appeared in 1876 ; it has been followed by Mademoiselle de Mersac , Thirlby Hall , Matrimony , A Man of His Word , That Terrible ...
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... born in 1808 ; died June 15 , 1877. She was a granddaughter of Richard Brinsley Sheridan , and in 1827 married Honorable George Norton . In 1830 she left her husband , but returned . His persecutions culminated in 1836 in an accusation ...
... born in 1808 ; died June 15 , 1877. She was a granddaughter of Richard Brinsley Sheridan , and in 1827 married Honorable George Norton . In 1830 she left her husband , but returned . His persecutions culminated in 1836 in an accusation ...
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... born at Wiederstedt , Mansfield , May 2 , 1772 ; died at Wissenfels , March 25 , 1801. His father was director of the salt - works in Saxony , and the son was trained for a similar career . He studied at the universities of Jena ...
... born at Wiederstedt , Mansfield , May 2 , 1772 ; died at Wissenfels , March 25 , 1801. His father was director of the salt - works in Saxony , and the son was trained for a similar career . He studied at the universities of Jena ...
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... Born in far Northern clime , Came to mine ears sweet tidings in my prime From fairy - land ; Where flowers eternal blow , Where Power and Beauty go , Knit in a magic band . Oft , when a child , I'd pore In rapture on the Saga lore ...
... Born in far Northern clime , Came to mine ears sweet tidings in my prime From fairy - land ; Where flowers eternal blow , Where Power and Beauty go , Knit in a magic band . Oft , when a child , I'd pore In rapture on the Saga lore ...
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Página 447 - ... prophet still, if bird or devil ! Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate, yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted, On this home by horror haunted, — tell me truly, I implore, Is there — is there balm in Gilead? tell me — tell me, I implore !
Página 439 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Página 476 - Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees; Lives through all life, extends through all extent; Spreads undivided, operates unspent! Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, He bounds, connects, and equals all.
Página 472 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride Might hide her faults, if Belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Página 443 - Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore ; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door: — Darkness there and nothing more.
Página 447 - And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming' And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore!
Página 237 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Página 449 - ... an utter depression of soul which I can compare to no earthly sensation more properly than to the after-dream of the reveller upon opium, the bitter lapse into everyday life, the hideous dropping off of the veil.
Página 477 - Aonian maids, Delight no more — O thou my voice inspire Who touch'd Isaiah's hallow'd lips with fire ! Rapt into future times, the Bard begun : A Virgin shall conceive, a Virgin bear a Son...
Página 449 - It was a mystery all insoluble ; nor could I grapple with the shadowy fancies that crowded upon me as I pondered.