Sabrinae corolla in hortulis Regiae scholae salopiensis contexuerunt tres viri floribus legendis ...Benjamin Hall Kennedy, James Riddell, George William Clark G. Bell and Sons, 1890 - 473 páginas |
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... never faileth The Lessons of the Sea The Angler R. Browning · • K. Lord Houghton • Anon .. Felicia Hemans Beddoes . R. Browning • • Lord Tennyson . P. P. R. D. A. H. 366 K .. J. C. M .. • K .. 366 • • 368 . 368 H. H. • 370 • K .. 372 ...
... never faileth The Lessons of the Sea The Angler R. Browning · • K. Lord Houghton • Anon .. Felicia Hemans Beddoes . R. Browning • • Lord Tennyson . P. P. R. D. A. H. 366 K .. J. C. M .. • K .. 366 • • 368 . 368 H. H. • 370 • K .. 372 ...
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... never miss from a thousand petty rills , that tumble down the snowy hills : summer drouth or singèd air never scorch thy tresses fair ; nor wet October's torrent flood thy molten crystal fill with mud : may thy billows roll ashore the ...
... never miss from a thousand petty rills , that tumble down the snowy hills : summer drouth or singèd air never scorch thy tresses fair ; nor wet October's torrent flood thy molten crystal fill with mud : may thy billows roll ashore the ...
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... never yielded be to no man of a woman born . ' with that there cam an arrow hastily forth of a mighty ane : hit hath stricken the yerl Doglas in at the breast bane . thorough liver and lungs baith the sharp arrow is gane , that never ...
... never yielded be to no man of a woman born . ' with that there cam an arrow hastily forth of a mighty ane : hit hath stricken the yerl Doglas in at the breast bane . thorough liver and lungs baith the sharp arrow is gane , that never ...
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... never dies ; how she conveyed him softly in a sleep , his temples bound with poppy , to the steep head of old Latmus , where she stoops each night , gilding the mountain with her brother's light , to kiss her sweetest . FLETCHER . Pan ...
... never dies ; how she conveyed him softly in a sleep , his temples bound with poppy , to the steep head of old Latmus , where she stoops each night , gilding the mountain with her brother's light , to kiss her sweetest . FLETCHER . Pan ...
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... never - touchèd thorne ? you labour may to lead astray the heart that constant shall remaine : and I the while will sit and smile , to see you spend your time in vain . WITHER . The Receiver as Bad as the Thief . AYS the Earth to the ...
... never - touchèd thorne ? you labour may to lead astray the heart that constant shall remaine : and I the while will sit and smile , to see you spend your time in vain . WITHER . The Receiver as Bad as the Thief . AYS the Earth to the ...
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Términos y frases comunes
aethere amor AMQUE aquae atque auras caeli caput decus earth erat erit eyes FELICIA HEMANS flowers haec HARTLEY COLERIDGE hath haud heart heaven hinc igne illa illis inque instar ipsa ipse iubar John's Coll laeta leniter LORD BYRON LORD TENNYSON lumina manus mihi Milton modo Nannia neque nobis nunc o'er oculis omne omnia pectore puella quae quaeque quam quid quis quod saepe semper Shakespeare sibi sine sleep song sopor soul sunt suspiria sweet tamen terra thee thine thou tibi Trinity Coll ultro umbra umbris unda vita Zephyrus ἀλλ ἂν γὰρ γε δὲ εἰ εἰς ἐκ ἐν ἐς ἦν καὶ μὲν μὴ μοι νῦν οὐ οὐδ οὐκ οὖν πρὸς τὰ τε τὴν τῆς τί τὸ τοῖς τὸν τοῦ τῷ τῶν ὧδ ὡς
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Página 197 - I care not, Fortune, what you me deny : You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face ; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Página 264 - Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Página 92 - The ascending pile Stood fixed her stately highth; and straight the doors, Opening their brazen folds, discover, wide Within, her ample spaces o'er the smooth And level pavement: from the arched roof, Pendent by subtle magic, many a row Of starry lamps and blazing cressets, fed With naphtha and asphaltus, yielded light As from a sky.
Página 456 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Página 460 - Vouchsafe, O Lord : to keep us this day without sin. O Lord, have mercy upon us : have mercy upon us. O Lord, let thy mercy lighten upon us : as our trust is in thee. O Lord, in thee have I trusted : let me never be confounded.
Página 197 - THE EPITAPH. Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown ; Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send ; He gave to Misery all he had, a tear, He gained from Heaven ('t was all he wished) a friend.
Página 116 - He sought the storms ; but, for a calm unfit, Would steer too nigh the sands to boast his wit.
Página 110 - I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord ! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' you : — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit...
Página 104 - Glamis thou art, and Cawdor ; and shalt be What thou art promised : yet do I fear thy nature ; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way : thou wouldst be great ; Art not without ambition, but without The illness should attend it : what thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily ; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win : thou'dst have, great Glamis, That which cries ' Thus thou must do, if thou have it ; And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest...
Página 76 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.