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... nature as possible , only he merely a nominal , trouble . of time , and gave himself a great deal of trouble to find out some trouble that was no trouble . And when he had carefully considered and meditated upon all the troubles and ...
... nature as possible , only he merely a nominal , trouble . of time , and gave himself a great deal of trouble to find out some trouble that was no trouble . And when he had carefully considered and meditated upon all the troubles and ...
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... natural sympathy with calamity , however , led Hophara to in- quire what could be the cause of his sad and melancholy looks . " Alas ! " replied his friend , " I have met with the most serious misfortune that could possibly befal me ! I ...
... natural sympathy with calamity , however , led Hophara to in- quire what could be the cause of his sad and melancholy looks . " Alas ! " replied his friend , " I have met with the most serious misfortune that could possibly befal me ! I ...
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... nature , ex- traordinary seeds or berries , used as ornaments by the capricious inmates of the harem . · A thriving trade ap- pears to be carried on by the money - changers . Every gold and silver coin of the known world may be here ...
... nature , ex- traordinary seeds or berries , used as ornaments by the capricious inmates of the harem . · A thriving trade ap- pears to be carried on by the money - changers . Every gold and silver coin of the known world may be here ...
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... Nature's impulses all seem to merge into one At the sweet modulations of sound . Ye gentles of Provence , come list to my lay ; I've a dirge for the grave , a romance for the gay , Which their homage has frequently won ! Renown'd in my ...
... Nature's impulses all seem to merge into one At the sweet modulations of sound . Ye gentles of Provence , come list to my lay ; I've a dirge for the grave , a romance for the gay , Which their homage has frequently won ! Renown'd in my ...
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... nature had invested him with a true nobility of manner as well as of mind . He was ever graceful , even when enthusiastic . " It is difficult to remember we are in the North , " said Walstein to Madame de Schulembourg , " amid these ...
... nature had invested him with a true nobility of manner as well as of mind . He was ever graceful , even when enthusiastic . " It is difficult to remember we are in the North , " said Walstein to Madame de Schulembourg , " amid these ...
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Página 81 - THOU unrelenting Past ! Strong are the barriers round thy dark domain, And fetters, sure and fast, Hold all that enter thy unbreathing reign. Far in thy realm withdrawn Old empires sit in sullenness and gloom, And glorious ages gone Lie deep within the shadow of thy womb. Childhood, with all its mirth, Youth, Manhood, Age, that draws us to the ground, And last, Man's Life on earth, Glide to thy dim dominions, and are bound.
Página 292 - Clarens! sweet Clarens, birth-place of deep Love! Thine air is the young breath of passionate thought; Thy trees take root in Love; the snows above The very Glaciers have his colours caught, And sun-set into rose-hues sees them wrought S1 By rays which sleep there lovingly...
Página 82 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly seen against the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Página 84 - Is this a time to be cloudy and sad, When our mother Nature laughs around ; When even the deep blue Heavens look glad, And gladness breathes from the blossoming ground.
Página 318 - Here noble Surrey felt the sacred rage, Surrey, the Granville of a former age : Matchless his pen, victorious was his lance, Bold in the lists, and graceful in the dance...
Página 82 - Kind words, remembered voices once so sweet, Smiles, radiant long ago, And features, the great soul's apparent seat. All shall come back; each tie Of pure affection shall be knit again; Alone shall Evil die, And Sorrow dwell a prisoner in thy reign.
Página 84 - There are notes of joy from the hang-bird and wren, And the gossip of swallows through all the sky; The ground-squirrel gayly chirps by his den, And the wilding bee hums merrily by. The clouds are at play in the azure space, And their shadows at play on the bright green vale, And here they stretch to the frolic chase, And there they roll on the easy gale. There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower...
Página 84 - The clouds are at play in the azure space, And their shadows at play on the bright green vale, And here they stretch to the frolic chase, And there they roll on the easy gale. There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower, There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree, There's a smile on the fruit, and a smile on the flower, And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea.
Página 83 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast— The desert and illimitable air— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.