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... tell his name . That evening , as Lanteen was returning to the epis- copal palace , a banditti stopped her escort , and was about to bear away their fair prize , when the unknown knight made his appearance ; her cries had attracted his ...
... tell his name . That evening , as Lanteen was returning to the epis- copal palace , a banditti stopped her escort , and was about to bear away their fair prize , when the unknown knight made his appearance ; her cries had attracted his ...
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... tell you . What is to be done ? Shall we alarm the house ? ' ' Alas ! that were more likely to destroy than to aid him , ' said Catharine . And what then shall we do ? ' said Louise . ' I know not yet , ' said Catharine , prompt and ...
... tell you . What is to be done ? Shall we alarm the house ? ' ' Alas ! that were more likely to destroy than to aid him , ' said Catharine . And what then shall we do ? ' said Louise . ' I know not yet , ' said Catharine , prompt and ...
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... tell the travell'd pilgrim's toil , Each wond'rous sea , each valley's grace . This , this at length for perils past , And anxious days reward will give . Each feels his pulse now throbbing fast , And the whole heart with double life to ...
... tell the travell'd pilgrim's toil , Each wond'rous sea , each valley's grace . This , this at length for perils past , And anxious days reward will give . Each feels his pulse now throbbing fast , And the whole heart with double life to ...
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... not the soft sex , my dear Fan , Or why is her heart hard as stone ! Pray , tell me , was Eve formed of flesh , like the man ? No , no , she was formed of the bone . EXTRACTS FROM THE COMMON - PLACE BOOK OF A LITERARY HOURS OF STUDY .
... not the soft sex , my dear Fan , Or why is her heart hard as stone ! Pray , tell me , was Eve formed of flesh , like the man ? No , no , she was formed of the bone . EXTRACTS FROM THE COMMON - PLACE BOOK OF A LITERARY HOURS OF STUDY .
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... full ac- complishment of their wishes . They have no higher object of their ambition . Be thou but happy , and they are 30 . And now tell me , is not something to be G 2 EARLY PROFLIGACY . 63 rain. But if one wild youth becomes but a ...
... full ac- complishment of their wishes . They have no higher object of their ambition . Be thou but happy , and they are 30 . And now tell me , is not something to be G 2 EARLY PROFLIGACY . 63 rain. But if one wild youth becomes but a ...
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Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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...
Página 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!
Página 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...
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.