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... passing alone on horseback through a singularly dreary tract of coun- try , and at length found myself , as the shades of the evening drew on , within view of the melancholy house of Usher . 2. I know not how it was , but , with the ...
... passing alone on horseback through a singularly dreary tract of coun- try , and at length found myself , as the shades of the evening drew on , within view of the melancholy house of Usher . 2. I know not how it was , but , with the ...
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... passing cloud , The fringes of her train . Caroline Anne Bowles Southey . FOR PREPARATION . - I . This poem was printed ( in a book notice ) in Blackwood's Magazine in 1822. In what countries could such scenes as are here described be ...
... passing cloud , The fringes of her train . Caroline Anne Bowles Southey . FOR PREPARATION . - I . This poem was printed ( in a book notice ) in Blackwood's Magazine in 1822. In what countries could such scenes as are here described be ...
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... passed away in thy wrath : we spend our years as a tale that is told . 20. The days of our years are threescore years and ten ; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years , yet is their strength labor and sorrow ; for it is ...
... passed away in thy wrath : we spend our years as a tale that is told . 20. The days of our years are threescore years and ten ; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years , yet is their strength labor and sorrow ; for it is ...
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... passed ; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill , And their hearts but once heaved , and forever grew still ! 4. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide , But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride ...
... passed ; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill , And their hearts but once heaved , and forever grew still ! 4. And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide , But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride ...
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... passed away , when nothing but a dismal and putrid lake was to be seen where the city once stood . " In like manner did Port Royal , in the West Indies , sink beneath the waters with nearly all its inhabitants , in less than one minute ...
... passed away , when nothing but a dismal and putrid lake was to be seen where the city once stood . " In like manner did Port Royal , in the West Indies , sink beneath the waters with nearly all its inhabitants , in less than one minute ...
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Page 77 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that ! For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Page 166 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honorable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause: What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?
Page 169 - This was the most unkindest cut of all ; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, Quite vanquished him : then burst his mighty heart ; And, in his mantle muffling up his face, Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell.
Page 398 - Gentlemen may cry peace! peace! but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
Page 403 - And, if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee, In unreproved pleasures free. To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise...
Page 106 - The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course ; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again ; And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being, shalt thou go To mix forever with the elements, — • To be a brother to the insensible rock, And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share...
Page 218 - LOCHINVAR. LADY HERON'S SONG. 12. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broad-sword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Page 376 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow; The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Page 412 - Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off curfew sound Over some wide-watered shore. Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom, Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.
Page 400 - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...