Ice Bound, Հատոր 2Hurst and Blackett, 1861 |
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Արդյունքներ 82–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... hand even at the " lintel dashed with blood . " Hard times they were , and the flames of civil war glowed over the land ; brother fought against brother , and armies more terrible than those of the stranger , Like the wind's blast ...
... hand even at the " lintel dashed with blood . " Hard times they were , and the flames of civil war glowed over the land ; brother fought against brother , and armies more terrible than those of the stranger , Like the wind's blast ...
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... hand of Cromwell - last relics , glass sta- tues of an expired feudalism , shattered by the genius of democratic fanaticism - and their fall , like the last throbs of a strong man dying , had shaken the land as with an earthquake ...
... hand of Cromwell - last relics , glass sta- tues of an expired feudalism , shattered by the genius of democratic fanaticism - and their fall , like the last throbs of a strong man dying , had shaken the land as with an earthquake ...
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... hand in earnest adoration to the setting sun , that sank like a flaming world in the horizon . " God be thanked ! " he cried , " and the knockers that are his ministers in the deep places of the earth , if this is , as I augur right , a ...
... hand in earnest adoration to the setting sun , that sank like a flaming world in the horizon . " God be thanked ! " he cried , " and the knockers that are his ministers in the deep places of the earth , if this is , as I augur right , a ...
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... hands of the old minstrel of the village used to wander nightly , as if over the threads of some magic loom . There were no flitches hanging now from the smoke- dried rafters overhead , like great mellow fruit , ready to fall - fruitage ...
... hands of the old minstrel of the village used to wander nightly , as if over the threads of some magic loom . There were no flitches hanging now from the smoke- dried rafters overhead , like great mellow fruit , ready to fall - fruitage ...
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... hand , as if his heart's blood had frozen at its very source . " Great God ! " he muttered , as he threw himself in anguish on the bed , which , now the rushlight had flickered out , was silvered in the moonshine , " is this the ...
... hand , as if his heart's blood had frozen at its very source . " Great God ! " he muttered , as he threw himself in anguish on the bed , which , now the rushlight had flickered out , was silvered in the moonshine , " is this the ...
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Էջ 40 - Wilt thou have this Woman to thy wedded wife, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of Matrimony? Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honour, and keep her in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all other, keep thee only unto her, so long as ye both shall live?
Էջ 157 - And there shall in no wise enter into it any thing that defileth, neither whatsoever worketh abomination, or maketh a lie ; but they which are written in the Lamb's book of life.
Էջ 161 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up: It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Էջ 157 - And I heard a voice from heaven, as the voice of many waters, and as the voice of a great' thunder: and I heard the voice of harpers harping with their harps...
Էջ 252 - I pass all my hours in a shady old grove, But I live not the day when I see not my love ; I survey every walk now my Phillis is gone, And sigh when I think we were there all alone ; O then, 'tis O then, that I think there's no hell Like loving, like loving too well.
Էջ 179 - Or, like a mountebank, did wound And stab herself with doubts profound, Only to show with how small pain The sores of faith are cured again; Although by woeful proof we find They always leave a scar behind. He knew the seat of Paradise...
Էջ 155 - Then I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought, and on the labour that I had laboured to do : and, behold, all was vanity and vexation of spirit, and there was no profit under the sun.
Էջ 177 - Free-will they one way disavow, Another, nothing else allow. All piety consists therein In them, in other men all sin.
Էջ 87 - Our foot upon some reverend history : And, questionless, here in this open court, Which now lies naked to the injuries Of stormy weather, some men lie...
Էջ 252 - tis I think that no joys are above The pleasures of love. While alone to myself I repeat all her charms, She I love may be locked in another man's arms ; She may laugh at my cares, and so false she may be, To say all the kind things she before said to me ; O then 'tis oh then, that I think there's no hell Like loving too well.