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... door . In the rear of the buildings , a circular sweep of wall and paling reached as far as a group of stables ... doors , at that hour , gazing upon the glorious river and its tranquil banks . Nor less pleasant was it to the inmates of ...
... door . In the rear of the buildings , a circular sweep of wall and paling reached as far as a group of stables ... doors , at that hour , gazing upon the glorious river and its tranquil banks . Nor less pleasant was it to the inmates of ...
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... doors studded thick with nails . This portal opened upon a road which lay along the beach beneath the cliff , all the way to the upper extremity of the Several low buildings within , appropriated to barracks and magazines , just peered ...
... doors studded thick with nails . This portal opened upon a road which lay along the beach beneath the cliff , all the way to the upper extremity of the Several low buildings within , appropriated to barracks and magazines , just peered ...
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... door - in the sun if he choose , for he will not find it too hot - or in the shade , if it liketh him , for neither will he find this too cool , and there hold converse with his own meditations : or he may ride or walk , dance or sing ...
... door - in the sun if he choose , for he will not find it too hot - or in the shade , if it liketh him , for neither will he find this too cool , and there hold converse with his own meditations : or he may ride or walk , dance or sing ...
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... door , and a light breeze flickered amongst his short and hoary locks , where they escaped from the cover of a cloth bonnet which he had now substituted for his beaver . A sentinel stood on post at the gate , towards which the Captain ...
... door , and a light breeze flickered amongst his short and hoary locks , where they escaped from the cover of a cloth bonnet which he had now substituted for his beaver . A sentinel stood on post at the gate , towards which the Captain ...
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... door , when your ill luck would have you to be rolling the cask in open day into the cellar . The secretary was in a bookish mood , and did not see you — or , peradventure , was kind , and would not heed . " To this direct testimony ...
... door , when your ill luck would have you to be rolling the cask in open day into the cellar . The secretary was in a bookish mood , and did not see you — or , peradventure , was kind , and would not heed . " To this direct testimony ...
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Page 156 - Going to the Wars Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. 1 Imprisoned or caged. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
Page 7 - And desolation saddens all thy green: One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain.
Page 375 - It is our op'ning day. Nor board nor garner own we now, Nor roof nor latched door, Nor kind mate, bound by holy vow To bless a good man's store...
Page 177 - Fellows, to mount a bank. Did your instructor In the dear tongues, never discourse to you Of the Italian mountebanks ? Per.
Page 70 - Which seemly was to see; A hood to that so neat and fine, In colour like the columbine, Ywrought full featously.
Page 135 - ' Bell my wife she loves not strife, Yet she will lead me if she can ; And oft, to live a quiet life...
Page 14 - Furthermore, Kennedy described the roof as having been "capped by a wooden balustraded parapet, terminating, at each extremity, in a scroll like the head of a violin, and, in the middle, sustaining an entablature that rose to a summit on which was mounted a weathercock.
Page 63 - She cast her weeds away, And to the palmy shore she hied, All in her best array. In sea-green silk so neatly clad, She there impatient stood ; The crew with wonder saw the lad Repell the foaming flood.
Page 197 - Some do call me Jack, sweetheart, And some do call me Jille." Witton Gilbert, a village four miles west of Durham, is, throughout the bishopric, pronounced Witton Jilbert. We have also the common name of Giles, always in Scotland pronounced Jill. For Gille, or Juliana, as a female name, we have Fair Gillian of Croyden, and a thousand authorities.
Page 100 - Twas even said the Blasted Oak, Convulsive, heaved a hollow groan : And, to this day, the peasant still, With cautious fear avoids the ground ; In each wild branch a spectre sees, And trembles at each rising sound.