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... violence was a young The spectator soon remarked , however , that page of
pert and presumptuous mien , while deep ... piercing glance of his men , with a
young dame in their midst , greenish eye was almost insupportable . were waiting
for ...
... violence was a young The spectator soon remarked , however , that page of
pert and presumptuous mien , while deep ... piercing glance of his men , with a
young dame in their midst , greenish eye was almost insupportable . were waiting
for ...
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1 The young man who had offered this sum Rembrandt smiled . had already
extended his hand to take the “ If you were a man of judgment , my engraving ,
when a voice from the crowd dear picture - dealer , you would know that
exclaimed ...
1 The young man who had offered this sum Rembrandt smiled . had already
extended his hand to take the “ If you were a man of judgment , my engraving ,
when a voice from the crowd dear picture - dealer , you would know that
exclaimed ...
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he said . flowers diffused on all sides their balmy “ But where has your highness
left your acperfume . At the first sound of the bell , a customed train ? " young and
active maid - servant opened the At this somewhat ironical salutation , the gate .
he said . flowers diffused on all sides their balmy “ But where has your highness
left your acperfume . At the first sound of the bell , a customed train ? " young and
active maid - servant opened the At this somewhat ironical salutation , the gate .
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But But few as they are , they are a treasure for the judgment of the young soldier
, himself a all time , and the precious life - blood of a scholar and a poet , was
right . The fame of master - spirit . No poet in the English lan - Gray will still
remain ...
But But few as they are , they are a treasure for the judgment of the young soldier
, himself a all time , and the precious life - blood of a scholar and a poet , was
right . The fame of master - spirit . No poet in the English lan - Gray will still
remain ...
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... period of his life was that spent mine . I was too young , too fond of my own
diupon his travels with Horace Walpole , the / version , nay , I do not doubt , too
much intoxicated ate consequence of the difficulty was Gray ' s | 32 July , Thomas
Gray .
... period of his life was that spent mine . I was too young , too fond of my own
diupon his travels with Horace Walpole , the / version , nay , I do not doubt , too
much intoxicated ate consequence of the difficulty was Gray ' s | 32 July , Thomas
Gray .
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Էջ 71 - For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue.
Էջ 459 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right ; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! — and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Էջ 422 - Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken — The ice was all between. The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around: It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound!
Էջ 171 - ... it is of infinite moment that you should properly estimate the immense value of your national Union to your collective and individual happiness...
Էջ 285 - The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh ; 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die.
Էջ 71 - For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all. — I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Էջ 76 - The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Էջ 510 - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence : Here we may reign secure, and in my choice To reign is worth ambition, though in hell : Better to reign in hell, than serve in heaven.
Էջ 31 - In the same pious confidence, beside her friend and sister, here sleep the remains of Dorothy Gray, widow, the careful, tender mother of many children, one of whom alone had the misfortune to survive her.
Էջ 220 - But to her heart, her heart was voluble, Paining with eloquence her balmy side; As though a tongueless nightingale should swell Her throat in vain, and die, heart-stifled, in her dell.