The Library of Choice Literature and Encyclopædia of Universal Authorship: Selected from the Standard Authors of All Nations and All Time, Volumen3Ainsworth Rand Spofford Gebbie & Company, 1888 |
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... earth beside food and covering to live for ; and that God in his great bounty hath made them for all men . Is it not so ? " asked the Hermit . " Most certainly , " we answered ; " it would be the very sinfulness of avarice to think ...
... earth beside food and covering to live for ; and that God in his great bounty hath made them for all men . Is it not so ? " asked the Hermit . " Most certainly , " we answered ; " it would be the very sinfulness of avarice to think ...
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... earth and skies , Allures from far , yet , as I follow , flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone , And find no spot of all the world my own . E'en now , where Alpine solitudes ascend , I sit me down a pensive hour to spend ...
... earth and skies , Allures from far , yet , as I follow , flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone , And find no spot of all the world my own . E'en now , where Alpine solitudes ascend , I sit me down a pensive hour to spend ...
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... earth was the matter ? Sir John and Lady Hornbury were , de- servedly , nearly the most popular people in London ; they were wealthy , clever , kindly , and good - humoured . He was much older than she , but she was absolutely devoted ...
... earth was the matter ? Sir John and Lady Hornbury were , de- servedly , nearly the most popular people in London ; they were wealthy , clever , kindly , and good - humoured . He was much older than she , but she was absolutely devoted ...
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... earth is the matter now ? " said Sir John . " I can't conceive , " said Lady Hornbury . " Edith must be ill . I must hurry away . Put off the ball . " And so we have got round to the beginning of the story again . We must , however ...
... earth is the matter now ? " said Sir John . " I can't conceive , " said Lady Hornbury . " Edith must be ill . I must hurry away . Put off the ball . " And so we have got round to the beginning of the story again . We must , however ...
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... earth did he keep his mar- riage secret ? " He was not proud of it , " said Mr. Compton . " It was a discreditable affair from beginning to end . She found that by her conduct she had lost all claim upon society , and she led him a ...
... earth did he keep his mar- riage secret ? " He was not proud of it , " said Mr. Compton . " It was a discreditable affair from beginning to end . She found that by her conduct she had lost all claim upon society , and she led him a ...
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Ackbar arms beautiful bell blessing Boufflers brow Bruges called Charles of Blois Charon Chemung County Coralie countess cried dark daughter dear death door duke earth Edith eyes fair father fear feel fire gaze Ginx's Baby girl give grand chamberlain hand happy Harz head hear heard heart heaven honour hour husband J. G. LOCKHART Jan Dirk Peereboom king Lady Hornbury Lama laugh light live look Lord Louis of Spain Lumberton Madame marriage marry Menippus mind morning mother nature never night o'er once PANC passed poor Pugwash replied Rocroy round scene seemed seen SGAN SGANARELLE Sir John smile soul speak spirit Stalman stood strange stranger sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought tion took turned voice Waldeck Walter Manny wife woman word young Zerinda
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Página 49 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Página 282 - DRINK to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Página 105 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Página 49 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on kings; Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Página 371 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Página 372 - Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! On Suli's rock, and Parga's shore, Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore; And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heracleidan blood might own.
Página 372 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone ? Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one...
Página 350 - The wonderful air is over me, And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the tops of the hills. You friendly Earth, how far do you go, With the wheat-fields that nod and the rivers that flow, With cities and gardens, and cliffs and isles, And people upon you for thousands of miles?
Página 350 - Ah! you are so great, and I am so small, I tremble to think of you, World, at all; And yet, when I said my prayers to-day, A whisper inside me seemed to say, "You are more than the Earth, though you are such a dot: You can love and think, and the Earth cannot!
Página 168 - And the souls mounting up to God Went by her like thin flames. And still she bowed herself and stooped Out of the circling charm ; Until her bosom must have made The bar she leaned on warm, And the lilies lay as if asleep Along her bended arm. From the fixed place of Heaven she saw Time like a pulse shake fierce, Through all the Worlds.