Shelburne Essays, Volumen4G. P. Putnam's sons, 1906 - 283 páginas |
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... Tower shouldering tower , to windward and to lee , With change of floors and stories , flight on flight , That clomb and curled up to the crowning height Whence men might see wide east and west in one 6 SHELBURNE ESSAYS.
... Tower shouldering tower , to windward and to lee , With change of floors and stories , flight on flight , That clomb and curled up to the crowning height Whence men might see wide east and west in one 6 SHELBURNE ESSAYS.
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... Tower shouldering tower , to windward and to lee , With change of floors and stories , flight on flight , That clomb and curled up to the crowning height Whence men might see wide east and west in one 6 SHELBURNE ESSAYS.
... Tower shouldering tower , to windward and to lee , With change of floors and stories , flight on flight , That clomb and curled up to the crowning height Whence men might see wide east and west in one 6 SHELBURNE ESSAYS.
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... story of a preceding visitor who for his unlucky garb had been pinned to the earth by the Vicar's pet stag Robin . " This Evangelical , " said Hawker , ' had a tail - coat ; he was dressed like an under- taker , sir . Once upon a time ...
... story of a preceding visitor who for his unlucky garb had been pinned to the earth by the Vicar's pet stag Robin . " This Evangelical , " said Hawker , ' had a tail - coat ; he was dressed like an under- taker , sir . Once upon a time ...
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... story told him of the death of a noted wrecker , Mawgan of Melhuach : ' T was a fierce night when old Mawgan died , Men shuddered to hear the rolling tide : The wreckers fled fast from the awful shore , They had heard strange voices ...
... story told him of the death of a noted wrecker , Mawgan of Melhuach : ' T was a fierce night when old Mawgan died , Men shuddered to hear the rolling tide : The wreckers fled fast from the awful shore , They had heard strange voices ...
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... story sent to the Times by a resident of the district during Hawker's incumbency . The storms had been unusually severe , and one night a cloud filled with a fiery glow was seen by many of the sailors gliding up the valley to the house ...
... story sent to the Times by a resident of the district during Hawker's incumbency . The storms had been unusually severe , and one night a cloud filled with a fiery glow was seen by many of the sailors gliding up the valley to the house ...
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Página 227 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistening with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Página 98 - Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine; His soul shall taste the sadness of her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung.
Página 180 - Fear death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Página 180 - And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. 242 For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements...
Página 97 - Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain...
Página 193 - In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? and what dread feet? What the hammer? what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
Página 207 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly Shall end where they began. Alike the busy and the gay But flutter thro...
Página 191 - Come lovely and soothing death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later delicate death.
Página 100 - Bright Star! would I were steadfast as thou art — Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature's patient, sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores...