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... never enjoyed , without benefit , the society of Father Francis . There was a happy and a merry party that day in the old man's cottage ; for he banished not mirth or innocent pleasure from a day intended for our happiness . Kate ...
... never enjoyed , without benefit , the society of Father Francis . There was a happy and a merry party that day in the old man's cottage ; for he banished not mirth or innocent pleasure from a day intended for our happiness . Kate ...
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... Never have I beheld , in any part of America , such immense fields of corn as possessed by these Indians ; " and though it is true that the tillage is now on a very small scale , and generally committed to the squaws , still the tribes ...
... Never have I beheld , in any part of America , such immense fields of corn as possessed by these Indians ; " and though it is true that the tillage is now on a very small scale , and generally committed to the squaws , still the tribes ...
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... never reign King of the gods ; then I , though wise my plans , My kindred Titans , sons of heaven and earth , Persuaded not ; for , crafty counsels spurning , The bolder thoughts and high resolve confirmed , They hoped with ease and by ...
... never reign King of the gods ; then I , though wise my plans , My kindred Titans , sons of heaven and earth , Persuaded not ; for , crafty counsels spurning , The bolder thoughts and high resolve confirmed , They hoped with ease and by ...
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... never be- No hope rests there . Oh ! seest thou not thy fault ? Which to recount were pain indeed to me , Nor less to thee - enough of this : but strive To find some sure deliv'rance from thy woes . PROMETH . Oh ! ' tis an easy task for ...
... never be- No hope rests there . Oh ! seest thou not thy fault ? Which to recount were pain indeed to me , Nor less to thee - enough of this : but strive To find some sure deliv'rance from thy woes . PROMETH . Oh ! ' tis an easy task for ...
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... never been committed ! That I were free once more ! But there is that which now urgeth me onward in the path that I have chosen ; I cannot now turn back ! -My brain ! my brain ! " With a frantic yell , the unhappy wretch held his head ...
... never been committed ! That I were free once more ! But there is that which now urgeth me onward in the path that I have chosen ; I cannot now turn back ! -My brain ! my brain ! " With a frantic yell , the unhappy wretch held his head ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Æschylus angel appear APPIANI Banquo beautiful beneath Carnwood character child Cicely CLAUDIA cried Curts dark daughter dear death dream earth Edward Ellerton EMILIA Emilia Galotti eyes father fear feel flowers Galotti gaze genius glory Gotthold Ephraim Lessing grave Guastalla Hamlet hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven Heringford honour hope hour human Jessamine Jove Kate Westrill king King's College lady Lady Macbeth Lisette live look Lord Marinelli Mat Maybird MEDON mind morning mother nature never night noble Novalis o'er ODOARDO once passage passed Pergolese poet present PRINCE PROMETH reader replied rose Sabionetta scene SCHN seemed Shakspeare Silvan Simon Byre Sir Richard sleep smile sorrow soul Spenton spirit stood sweet tears tell thee things thou thought Vermont voice wandered weeping Willie Bats words young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 192 - I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
Página 253 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?
Página 299 - The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M. What do you mean? Macb. Still it cried "Sleep no more!" to all the house: "Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more: Macbeth shall sleep no more.
Página 252 - Lay her i' the earth : And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring ! I tell thee churlish priest, A ministering angel shall my sister be, When thou liest howling.
Página 301 - Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with.
Página 478 - And then it started, like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. I have heard The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day; and at his warning. Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine; and of the truth herein This present object made probation.
Página 297 - Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be What thou art promised. Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be great, Art not without ambition, but without The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win.
Página 191 - Remember thee! Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there...
Página 230 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Página 477 - Is man no more than this ? Consider him well : Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume : — Ha ! here's three...