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... breath , and huddling her words so thick upon each other that Catharine could hardly catch the sense . ' I was seeking for flowers to dress your potage , because you said you loved them yesterday - my poor little 14 THE FAIR MAID OF ...
... breath , and huddling her words so thick upon each other that Catharine could hardly catch the sense . ' I was seeking for flowers to dress your potage , because you said you loved them yesterday - my poor little 14 THE FAIR MAID OF ...
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... breath , I have found it ! I have found it ! ' and at the same moment bounded suddenly against the centinel , throwing him headlong down the cellar stairs . The trap door was bolted with the rapidity of lightning , and the whole band ...
... breath , I have found it ! I have found it ! ' and at the same moment bounded suddenly against the centinel , throwing him headlong down the cellar stairs . The trap door was bolted with the rapidity of lightning , and the whole band ...
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... breath . But now these scenes of popery are fled , These rocking walls proclaim their glory o'er ; The abbots , monks , and friars now are dead , And soon , like them , this place shall be no more . The abbey , struck by Time's scythed ...
... breath . But now these scenes of popery are fled , These rocking walls proclaim their glory o'er ; The abbots , monks , and friars now are dead , And soon , like them , this place shall be no more . The abbey , struck by Time's scythed ...
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... breath but fanned the flame of love , reduced me to my now abhorred condition -a mistress ! a minion ! Father of Heaven , assist thy poor suppliant to throw from her distracted bosom all the weight of woe and sin that now sinks it deep ...
... breath but fanned the flame of love , reduced me to my now abhorred condition -a mistress ! a minion ! Father of Heaven , assist thy poor suppliant to throw from her distracted bosom all the weight of woe and sin that now sinks it deep ...
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... breath of the unmerciful simoom ! ' · Rosalia di Lambertazzo , a younger daughter of the illustrious house of that name , was consigned , as the custom of that country was , and , we believe , still is , to the gloomy austerities of a ...
... breath of the unmerciful simoom ! ' · Rosalia di Lambertazzo , a younger daughter of the illustrious house of that name , was consigned , as the custom of that country was , and , we believe , still is , to the gloomy austerities of a ...
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Էջ 265 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined and unknown.
Էջ 253 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Էջ 196 - is the key of heaven and of hell; a drop of blood shed in the cause of God, a night spent in arms, is of more avail than two months of fasting and prayer; whosoever falls in battle, his sins are forgiven; at the day of judgment his wounds shall be resplendent as vermilion, and odoriferous as musk; and the loss of his limbs shall be supplied by the wings of angels and cherubim.
Էջ 150 - For while with their knife which they hold in one hand they cut the meate out of the dish, they fasten their forke which they hold in their other hand upon the same dish...
Էջ 259 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but nature more...
Էջ 69 - And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom!
Էջ 3 - Thou need'st nor helm nor cuirass, now, —Beyond the Grecian hero's boast, — Thou wilt not quail thy naked brow, Nor shrink before a myriad host, — For head and heel alike are sound, A thousand arrows cannot wound ! Thy mother is not in thy dreams, With that wild...
Էջ 42 - He seems indeed to be the model of that perfect character, which, under the denomination of a sage or wise man, philosophers have been fond of delineating, rather as a fiction of their imagination, than in hopes of ever seeing it really existing...
Էջ 258 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed; in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime, — The image of Eternity, the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Էջ 144 - I look for Ghosts; but none will force Their way to me: — 'tis falsely said That there was ever intercourse Between the living and the dead; For, surely, then I should have sight Of Him I wait for day and night, With love and longings infinite.