Half-hours with the best authors, selected by C. Knight, Հատոր 21847 |
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Արդյունքներ 82–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... Death of Lord Falkland 97. The Slide of Alpnach . 98. To his Brother 99. Christian Charity • 100. Escape from the Bastille 101. Rural Life in England • 102. The Moskito Indian of Juan Fernandez 103. Contentment and Thankfulness 104 ...
... Death of Lord Falkland 97. The Slide of Alpnach . 98. To his Brother 99. Christian Charity • 100. Escape from the Bastille 101. Rural Life in England • 102. The Moskito Indian of Juan Fernandez 103. Contentment and Thankfulness 104 ...
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... death of the admiral , and of so many lords and gentlemen , and told us that the massacre was raging over all the city . It was now about eight o'clock in the morning . I had scarcely left my lodgings when some of the servants of the ...
... death of the admiral , and of so many lords and gentlemen , and told us that the massacre was raging over all the city . It was now about eight o'clock in the morning . I had scarcely left my lodgings when some of the servants of the ...
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... death . And this same Tuesday , in the afternoon , was killed in the same street in which M. de Perreuze dwelt , and which was the old street of the Temple , the late President de la Place of happy memory , those who butchered him ...
... death . And this same Tuesday , in the afternoon , was killed in the same street in which M. de Perreuze dwelt , and which was the old street of the Temple , the late President de la Place of happy memory , those who butchered him ...
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... Death - yea , seats himself Upon the tyrant's throne - the sepulchre- And of the triumphs of his ghastly foe Makes his own nourishment . For he came forth From thine own bosom , and shall have no end . BBYANT . 94. - CAIUS MARIUS . From ...
... Death - yea , seats himself Upon the tyrant's throne - the sepulchre- And of the triumphs of his ghastly foe Makes his own nourishment . For he came forth From thine own bosom , and shall have no end . BBYANT . 94. - CAIUS MARIUS . From ...
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... death many of the friends of Sulla in Rome , and proclaimed freedom . to the slaves if they would join him ; but it is said that only three slaves accepted the offer . He made but a feeble resistance to Sulla on his entering the city ...
... death many of the friends of Sulla in Rome , and proclaimed freedom . to the slaves if they would join him ; but it is said that only three slaves accepted the offer . He made but a feeble resistance to Sulla on his entering the city ...
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Half-hours with the best authors, selected by C. Knight, Հատոր 2 Half hours Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1856 |
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Էջ 259 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page; How Abram was the friend of God on high; Or Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of Heaven's avenging ire; Or Job's pathetic plaint and wailing cry; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
Էջ 496 - s not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins ; Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it Enter Musicians. Come, ho ! and wake Diana with a hymn : With sweetest touches pierce your mistress* ear And draw her home with music.
Էջ 166 - Till the dappled Dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine: While the cock with lively din Scatters the rear of Darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before: Oft list'ning how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbring Morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill...
Էջ 258 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Էջ 259 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays : Hope " springs exulting on triumphant wing *," That thus they all shall meet in future days: There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, * Pope's Windsor Forest. In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Էջ 238 - Join voices, all ye living souls : ye birds, That, singing, up to heaven's gate ascend, Bear on your wings, and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep ; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley, fountain or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise.
Էջ 237 - Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Էջ 167 - Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the Landscape round it measures, Russet Lawns, and Fallows Gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray, Mountains on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest : Meadows trim with Daisies pied, Shallow Brooks, and Rivers wide. Towers, and Battlements it sees Bosom' d high in tufted Trees, Where perhaps some beauty lies, The Cynosure of neighbouring eyes.
Էջ 257 - But hark ! a rap comes gently to the door. Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek ; Wi' heart-struck, anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak ; Weel pleas'd the mother hears, it's nae wild, worthless rake. Wi...
Էջ 255 - My lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! No mercenary bard his homage pays; With honest pride, I scorn each selfish end, My dearest meed, a friend's esteem and praise: To you I sing, in simple Scottish lays, The lowly train in life's sequester'd scene, The native feelings strong, the guileless ways, What Aiken in a cottage would have been; Ah! tho' his worth unknown, far happier there I ween! November chill blaws loud wi...