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... never forget . Nor can I forget your and Miss Lamb's sympathy and kindness . Then glooms outmastered me ; and that your pen spontaneously parkled in the book , when my mind was in clouds and darkness . Tase " trifles , " as each of you ...
... never forget . Nor can I forget your and Miss Lamb's sympathy and kindness . Then glooms outmastered me ; and that your pen spontaneously parkled in the book , when my mind was in clouds and darkness . Tase " trifles , " as each of you ...
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... never failed to bring a train of pensive imagery into my fancy . Yet I then scarce conceived what it meant , or thought of it as a reckoning that con- cerned me . Not childhood alone , but the young man till thirty , never feels practi ...
... never failed to bring a train of pensive imagery into my fancy . Yet I then scarce conceived what it meant , or thought of it as a reckoning that con- cerned me . Not childhood alone , but the young man till thirty , never feels practi ...
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... never hear it without a gathering - up of my mind to a concentration of all the images that have been diffused over the past twelvemonth ; all I have done or suffered , performed , or neglected - in that regretted time . I begin to know ...
... never hear it without a gathering - up of my mind to a concentration of all the images that have been diffused over the past twelvemonth ; all I have done or suffered , performed , or neglected - in that regretted time . I begin to know ...
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... never to use any other food than milk , and certain cakes , called by the Hungarians kollatschen , together with a good glass of brandy , such as is made in the country . He had descendants in the fifth generation , with whom he ...
... never to use any other food than milk , and certain cakes , called by the Hungarians kollatschen , together with a good glass of brandy , such as is made in the country . He had descendants in the fifth generation , with whom he ...
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... never a penny , so that I had not wherewithal to support my family , and my head ached to such a de- gree , that I was not able to work for three or four days ; and this set my wife a scolding , so that I not only lost the good opinion ...
... never a penny , so that I had not wherewithal to support my family , and my head ached to such a de- gree , that I was not able to work for three or four days ; and this set my wife a scolding , so that I not only lost the good opinion ...
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Page 627 - The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon Death's purple altar, now, See where the victor victim bleeds : All heads must come To the cold tomb : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust.
Page 713 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Page 713 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Page 489 - Which the great lord inhabits not; and so This grove is wild with tangling underwood, And the trim walks are broken up, and grass, Thin grass and king-cups grow within the paths. But never elsewhere in one place I knew So many nightingales; and far and near, In wood and thicket, over the wide grove, They answer and provoke each other's songs, With skirmish and capricious passagings, And murmurs musical and swift jug jug, And one low piping sound more sweet than all...
Page 1095 - Bo-bo was strictly enjoined not to let the secret escape, for the neighbours would certainly have stoned them for a couple of abominable wretches, who could think of improving upon the good meat which God had sent them.
Page 569 - And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the...
Page 345 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet, From birds among the bowers.
Page 527 - Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoined, from each thing met conceives delight, The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Page 569 - 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 ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good morrow, Through the sweet-brier, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
Page 867 - A sensitive plant in a garden grew, And the young winds fed it with silver dew; And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light, And closed them beneath the kisses of night.