Kottabos: College Miscellany, Հատոր 3,Թողարկում 1W. McGee, 1877 |
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... breast and brain , And he nothing on earth regarded but to see the nymphs again ; Though the scorn of their arrowy glances should slay him a thousand ways , He would die by their merciless sweetness with an open , adoring gaze . And she ...
... breast and brain , And he nothing on earth regarded but to see the nymphs again ; Though the scorn of their arrowy glances should slay him a thousand ways , He would die by their merciless sweetness with an open , adoring gaze . And she ...
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... breasts . Here shoots a luminous body far down , skimming under the rocks , And follow'd ever by turning trailing snakes of its golden locks . And here sculls gently a maiden , her soft back bent for a keel , With but lips and eyes over ...
... breasts . Here shoots a luminous body far down , skimming under the rocks , And follow'd ever by turning trailing snakes of its golden locks . And here sculls gently a maiden , her soft back bent for a keel , With but lips and eyes over ...
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... breast , And in His loving mercy put my trust , Therefore I fear no taint of sin or lust ; Espoused to Him , in mystic union blest , I work unceasingly in His behest , Whose ways are pure , and sanctified and just . He loves me , and no ...
... breast , And in His loving mercy put my trust , Therefore I fear no taint of sin or lust ; Espoused to Him , in mystic union blest , I work unceasingly in His behest , Whose ways are pure , and sanctified and just . He loves me , and no ...
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... daphnes breathe - of you ; Mid all a summer night e'er gave Of fragrance wandering far ; Still , still my aching breast would crave One whiff of your cigar . O. E ' Imperat aut seribt conlecta Pecunia cuique . " QUI 27.
... daphnes breathe - of you ; Mid all a summer night e'er gave Of fragrance wandering far ; Still , still my aching breast would crave One whiff of your cigar . O. E ' Imperat aut seribt conlecta Pecunia cuique . " QUI 27.
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... breast , As if to quell the bursting of her heart . Then suddenly she seized her lyre , and flung Into the trembling ... breast of thine , And all thy being gently move To make thee feel the power of love . Then my warm breast , thy ...
... breast , As if to quell the bursting of her heart . Then suddenly she seized her lyre , and flung Into the trembling ... breast of thine , And all thy being gently move To make thee feel the power of love . Then my warm breast , thy ...
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Էջ 232 - AND after these things I saw four angels standing on the four corners of the earth, holding the four winds of the earth, that the wind should not blow on the earth, nor on the sea, nor on any tree.
Էջ 282 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air : And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve ; And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Էջ 230 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way With blossom'd furze, unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school : A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Էջ 224 - Howe'er it be, it seems to me, 'Tis only noble to be good. Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
Էջ 106 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ;' Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Էջ 12 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes...
Էջ 230 - Yet he was kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault...
Էջ 184 - Under the opening eye-lids of the Morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
Էջ 316 - Such the bard's prophetic words, Pregnant with celestial fire, Bending as he swept the chords Of his sweet but awful lyre. She, with all a monarch's pride, Felt them in her bosom glow : Rush'd to battle, fought, and died ; Dying, hurl'd them at the foe.
Էջ 251 - But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?