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... dead the agonized father was in such a state , that the officers round about him were obliged to set watchers over him , and from November 1810 George III . ceased to reign . All the world knows the story of his malady ; all history ...
... dead the agonized father was in such a state , that the officers round about him were obliged to set watchers over him , and from November 1810 George III . ceased to reign . All the world knows the story of his malady ; all history ...
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... dead , whom millions prayed for in vain . Driven off his throne ; buffeted by rude hands ; with his children in revolt ; the darling of his old age killed before him untimely ; our Lear hangs over her breathless lips and cries ...
... dead , whom millions prayed for in vain . Driven off his throne ; buffeted by rude hands ; with his children in revolt ; the darling of his old age killed before him untimely ; our Lear hangs over her breathless lips and cries ...
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... dead must shudder with yet one other pang ; her startled blood yet again suffuses with the hue of agony that pale face , which she hides with her hands . There is there no heart to say , God pity thee ! O think not of these ; think of ...
... dead must shudder with yet one other pang ; her startled blood yet again suffuses with the hue of agony that pale face , which she hides with her hands . There is there no heart to say , God pity thee ! O think not of these ; think of ...
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... dead . But hark ! the bell tolls - one - one - one —a funeral knell , speaking not of time , but of eternity ! To - day there is to be a burial - and close to the wall of the tower you see the new dug grave . ...... Thirty years ago ...
... dead . But hark ! the bell tolls - one - one - one —a funeral knell , speaking not of time , but of eternity ! To - day there is to be a burial - and close to the wall of the tower you see the new dug grave . ...... Thirty years ago ...
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... , and as fond of all the familiar objects , dead or living , round and about her birth- place . She had now grown to woman's stature - tall , though she scarcely seemed so except when among her playmates ; LUCY FLEMING . 39.
... , and as fond of all the familiar objects , dead or living , round and about her birth- place . She had now grown to woman's stature - tall , though she scarcely seemed so except when among her playmates ; LUCY FLEMING . 39.
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Page 297 - Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
Page 281 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy you teach me I will execute ; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
Page 85 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Page 252 - Await alike the inevitable hour : The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Page 281 - He hath disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies ; and what's his reason ? I am a Jew...
Page 166 - And this is in the night : — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee...
Page 201 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Page 238 - When first on this delightful Land he spreads His orient Beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful Evening mild...
Page 296 - Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point?" Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roared, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy, But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried, "Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
Page 237 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but .the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung...