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... Vincent Bourne . ON THE SEPULCHRAL STATUE OF A SLEEPING CHILD . BEAUTIFUL child ! whose marble effigy Layeth so silently its placid head Upon this sainted bed , With so calm front , and blameless excellence , Enjoy the sleep the hand of ...
... Vincent Bourne . ON THE SEPULCHRAL STATUE OF A SLEEPING CHILD . BEAUTIFUL child ! whose marble effigy Layeth so silently its placid head Upon this sainted bed , With so calm front , and blameless excellence , Enjoy the sleep the hand of ...
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... Vincent Bourne . THE SCHOOL OF RHETORIC . By London Bridge stands Billings - gate , Where nymphs , by men called oyster - wenches , Bring fish to sell , and hold debate . Here eloquence sits throned on benches , And arguments so ...
... Vincent Bourne . THE SCHOOL OF RHETORIC . By London Bridge stands Billings - gate , Where nymphs , by men called oyster - wenches , Bring fish to sell , and hold debate . Here eloquence sits throned on benches , And arguments so ...
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... Vincent Bourne ... OCEAN , THE PLUNDERER AND THE RESTORER .. THE ocean eats into the shore , Yet never gains one fathom more , But , giving up whate'er it takes , Enlarges coasts , and islands makes . It plunders , yet it nought retains ...
... Vincent Bourne ... OCEAN , THE PLUNDERER AND THE RESTORER .. THE ocean eats into the shore , Yet never gains one fathom more , But , giving up whate'er it takes , Enlarges coasts , and islands makes . It plunders , yet it nought retains ...
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... Vincent Bourne . LAUGHTER ALL - AND FOR ALL . ALAS ! the glory of historic page- The fame of heroes scarce lives half an age ; How ends in ridicule the pride of story , Glory how empty - if it be but glory ! Pompey , a mastiff , watches ...
... Vincent Bourne . LAUGHTER ALL - AND FOR ALL . ALAS ! the glory of historic page- The fame of heroes scarce lives half an age ; How ends in ridicule the pride of story , Glory how empty - if it be but glory ! Pompey , a mastiff , watches ...
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... Vincent Bourne . THE PYRAMID . Ar vast expense was raised this Pyramid- For what ? That a poor human body should not rot , Embalmed and hid . Its blackened skin , And its gum - hardened substance , lies within . For this what acres gave ...
... Vincent Bourne . THE PYRAMID . Ar vast expense was raised this Pyramid- For what ? That a poor human body should not rot , Embalmed and hid . Its blackened skin , And its gum - hardened substance , lies within . For this what acres gave ...
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Abelard affection appeared Audley Bartle beautiful Biddy Bodagh called character China Chinese Connor O'Donovan David Macbeth Moir dear death Eels Egerton English exclaimed eyes face fact Fardorougha father fear feel felt fish Flanagan girl give hand Hazeldean head hear heard heart heaven Honor hope Jeffrey John Junius kind labor lady letter live look Lord Lord Cockburn Makololo marriage matter ment mind mollusk Montbard mother nature never night Nogher O'Brien observed occasion once ostrich passed person poor present replied scarcely Scotland seems Sesheke shipworm smile soon spirit strong sure tears tell thing thou thought tion Tractarianism truth turned Uncle Tom's Cabin uttered vegetarian Vincent Bourne whig whilst whole wife woman words write young Zenobia
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Página 272 - Those evening bells ! those evening bells ! How many a tale their music tells, Of youth and home, and that sweet time, When last I heard their soothing chime. Those joyous hours are passed away ; And many a heart, that then was gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears no more those evening bells. And so
Página 189 - melancholy gaze, which, from the candid and manly character of his countenance, was touching in the extreme. "Connor O'Donovan," said the .judge, "have you anything to say why sentence of death should not be passed upon you ? ' ' " You have this day been found guilty," proceeded the judge,
Página 54 - and the Crusaders'. Upon its shore stood Carthage, and across its calm the Syrens sang. These fames and figures passed. But a poet's words remained— I love all waste And solitary places, where we taste The pleasure of believing what we
Página 82 - made uneasy by me long. It is impossible to describe what I have suffered since I saw you last. I could have borne the rack better than those killing, killing words of yours. Sometimes I have resolved to die without seeing you more, but the resolves to your misfortune, did not last long.
Página 362 - plovers in an autumnal morning, without feeling an elevation of soul, like the enthusiasm of devotion or poetry. Tell me, my dear friend, to what can this be owing ? Arc we a piece of machinery which, like the
Página 82 - When I complain, then you are angry ; and there is something awful in your looks that strikes me dumb. Oh! that you may have so much regard left that this complaint may touch your soul with pity. Did you but know what I thought, I am sure it would move you to forgive me,
Página 362 - know nothing, or next to nothing, of the structure of our souls, so we cannot account for those seeming caprices in them, that one should be particularly pleased with this thing, or struck with that, which, on minds of a
Página 301 - !"—He obeyed. He sunk—he rose—he lived—he moved, He for the ship struck out ! On board we hailed the lad beloved, With many a manly shout, His father drew, in silent joy, Those wet arms round his neck, Then folded to his heart the boy, 'And fainted on the deck.
Página 389 - poet of the last generation— He who ascends the mountain tops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow ; He who surpasses or subdues mankind, Must look down
Página 270 - our souls flow in one down eternity's river." So come in the evening, or come in the morning, Come when you 're looked for, or come without warning, Kisses and welcome you 'll find here before you ! And the of tener you come here the more I