Famous Men of Modern Times, Volume 1Bradbury, Soden & Company, 1844 - 315 páginas |
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... play - fel- low . He used to limp about , using often but one crutch ; but he was frequently the leader of the party ; wherever he went , the lesser imps were seen trotting after him . His own description of himself , at this period ...
... play - fel- low . He used to limp about , using often but one crutch ; but he was frequently the leader of the party ; wherever he went , the lesser imps were seen trotting after him . His own description of himself , at this period ...
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... play is going on here . He notices among them a serious and severe looking man , seated or standing , holding some instrument , perhaps of dis- cipline , in his hand . The child proceeds , the mas- ter's eye falls upon him ; he feels ...
... play is going on here . He notices among them a serious and severe looking man , seated or standing , holding some instrument , perhaps of dis- cipline , in his hand . The child proceeds , the mas- ter's eye falls upon him ; he feels ...
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... party . In fact , it was only a rough mode of play . Such contests were , however , maintained with great vigor , with stones , and sticks , and fisticuffs when one party dared to charge , and the other WALTER SCOTT . 13.
... party . In fact , it was only a rough mode of play . Such contests were , however , maintained with great vigor , with stones , and sticks , and fisticuffs when one party dared to charge , and the other WALTER SCOTT . 13.
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... ground , And while you frolic light as they , Too short shall seem the summer day . ' " As they approached , the dogs all sprang forward and gambolled around them . They played with them for a time , and then joined us , WALTER SCOTT . 35.
... ground , And while you frolic light as they , Too short shall seem the summer day . ' " As they approached , the dogs all sprang forward and gambolled around them . They played with them for a time , and then joined us , WALTER SCOTT . 35.
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... played . In the beginning of February he got wet through ; on the evening of the 15th he was seized with a dreadful convulsive fit , and was for some time speech- less and senseless . Soon after the paroxysm , while stretched on his bed ...
... played . In the beginning of February he got wet through ; on the evening of the 15th he was seized with a dreadful convulsive fit , and was for some time speech- less and senseless . Soon after the paroxysm , while stretched on his bed ...
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Página 69 - Ah! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Página 205 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it or blame it too much ; Who, born for the universe, narrowed his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind...
Página 70 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Página 266 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Página 270 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Página 187 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering Worth is...
Página 73 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder...
Página 69 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
Página 72 - Clear, placid Leman! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved.
Página 185 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.