Readings from the best authors, ed. by A.H. Bryce, Issue 10Archibald Hamilton Bryce 1862 |
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... sweet image to look on . • The princess wrote verses herself , and there are some pretty plaintive lines attributed to her , which are more touching than better poetry : - " Unthinking , idle , wild , and young , I laughed , and danced ...
... sweet image to look on . • The princess wrote verses herself , and there are some pretty plaintive lines attributed to her , which are more touching than better poetry : - " Unthinking , idle , wild , and young , I laughed , and danced ...
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... sweet moonlight , dawnlight , dreamlight - suddenly as from the woods and fields - suddenly as from the chambers of the air opening in revelation - suddenly as from the ground yawning at her feet - leaped upon her , with the flashing of ...
... sweet moonlight , dawnlight , dreamlight - suddenly as from the woods and fields - suddenly as from the chambers of the air opening in revelation - suddenly as from the ground yawning at her feet - leaped upon her , with the flashing of ...
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... sweet mountains of Westmoreland ; for after passing like a shadow through many foreign lands , he ceased his pilgrimage in Palestine , even beneath the shadow of Mount Zion , and was laid , with a lock of hair - which , from the place ...
... sweet mountains of Westmoreland ; for after passing like a shadow through many foreign lands , he ceased his pilgrimage in Palestine , even beneath the shadow of Mount Zion , and was laid , with a lock of hair - which , from the place ...
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... sweet , and wrought into a variety of tunes that were inexpressibly melodious and alto- gether different from anything I had ever heard . They put me in mind of those heavenly airs that are played to the departed souls of good men upon ...
... sweet , and wrought into a variety of tunes that were inexpressibly melodious and alto- gether different from anything I had ever heard . They put me in mind of those heavenly airs that are played to the departed souls of good men upon ...
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... sweet abodes , the garbs and manners of their inhabitants , -the songs and legends which have awoke in them , were a proud heritage to imaginative minds . But what are all these when the thought comes , that without mountains the spirit ...
... sweet abodes , the garbs and manners of their inhabitants , -the songs and legends which have awoke in them , were a proud heritage to imaginative minds . But what are all these when the thought comes , that without mountains the spirit ...
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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...