The every-day book: or The guide to the year, Volumen21859 |
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... thou teach to future inan The way his evils to repair- Say , O momento , -of the span Of mortal life ? For if the care Of truth to science be not given , ( From whom no treachery it can sever , ) There's no dependance under heaven That ...
... thou teach to future inan The way his evils to repair- Say , O momento , -of the span Of mortal life ? For if the care Of truth to science be not given , ( From whom no treachery it can sever , ) There's no dependance under heaven That ...
Página 167
... Thou seem'd to watch , with look serene , O'er Freedom's glorious reign . Thy brilliant arch , around the sky , The nurse of hope appear'd , Sweet as the light of liberty , Wherewith their souls were cheer'd ! But ah ! if thou , when ...
... Thou seem'd to watch , with look serene , O'er Freedom's glorious reign . Thy brilliant arch , around the sky , The nurse of hope appear'd , Sweet as the light of liberty , Wherewith their souls were cheer'd ! But ah ! if thou , when ...
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... Thou hast been found guilty of a most daring , horrible , and atrocious crime . Thou hast , without being qualified as the law directs , and without licence or deputation from the lord of the manor , been guilty of shedding inno- cent ...
... Thou hast been found guilty of a most daring , horrible , and atrocious crime . Thou hast , without being qualified as the law directs , and without licence or deputation from the lord of the manor , been guilty of shedding inno- cent ...
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... thou hast aided us , be God thine aid ; " Nor taunts , nor bribes of mitred rank , nor. The Martyr's Stone at Hadleigh in Suffolk . David Lobe , of Nottingham ,. she did not utter certain impious words ; " whereupon , of her own accord ...
... thou hast aided us , be God thine aid ; " Nor taunts , nor bribes of mitred rank , nor. The Martyr's Stone at Hadleigh in Suffolk . David Lobe , of Nottingham ,. she did not utter certain impious words ; " whereupon , of her own accord ...
Página 215
... thou not ? " said the bishop . " I shall make thee , ere I goe . " Quoth doctor Taylor , " You shall not , by the grace of God . " Then Bonner caused another to put them on his back ; and when thus arrayed , Taylor , walking up and down ...
... thou not ? " said the bishop . " I shall make thee , ere I goe . " Quoth doctor Taylor , " You shall not , by the grace of God . " Then Bonner caused another to put them on his back ; and when thus arrayed , Taylor , walking up and down ...
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Página 567 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity...
Página 117 - And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars, Eastward, were sparkling clear, and in the west The orange sky of evening died away.
Página 255 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home. She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Página 253 - 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...
Página 253 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
Página 253 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Página 605 - The insect youth are on the wing, Eager to taste the honied spring, And float amid the liquid noon ; Some lightly o'er the current skim, Some show their gaily-gilded trim, Quick-glancing to the sun.
Página 961 - 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.
Página 255 - Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music:— do I wake or sleep?
Página 253 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene...