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... leave a correct impression of the moral influence which the life of each author , and each work noticed , is calculated to produce . He can not , however , withhold an expression of the deep solicitude with which he offers so important ...
... leave a correct impression of the moral influence which the life of each author , and each work noticed , is calculated to produce . He can not , however , withhold an expression of the deep solicitude with which he offers so important ...
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... leaves of woody Morven they pass away in the rustling blast , and other leaves lift their green heads on high . Did thy beauty last , O Ryno ? Stood the strength of car - borne Oscar ! Fingal himself departed ! The halls of his fathers ...
... leaves of woody Morven they pass away in the rustling blast , and other leaves lift their green heads on high . Did thy beauty last , O Ryno ? Stood the strength of car - borne Oscar ! Fingal himself departed ! The halls of his fathers ...
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... leaves the swart storm in its fury did seize By winds flying forth from the east and the north And scattered and shattered all over the earth . On earth and in heaven each creature and kind Hears Thy behest with might and with mind ...
... leaves the swart storm in its fury did seize By winds flying forth from the east and the north And scattered and shattered all over the earth . On earth and in heaven each creature and kind Hears Thy behest with might and with mind ...
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... leaves you aught but pity to bestow . Our remarks upon the period of English literature of which we are now speaking , have thus brought us down to Roger Bacon , a man of genius so extraordinary , that he would have splendidly adorned ...
... leaves you aught but pity to bestow . Our remarks upon the period of English literature of which we are now speaking , have thus brought us down to Roger Bacon , a man of genius so extraordinary , that he would have splendidly adorned ...
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... leave his pros- pective profession , and enter into the service of the king . Assenting with- out hesitation to this proposition , Edward the Third at once appointed him one of his pages , with an annuity of twenty marks per annum - a ...
... leave his pros- pective profession , and enter into the service of the king . Assenting with- out hesitation to this proposition , Edward the Third at once appointed him one of his pages , with an annuity of twenty marks per annum - a ...
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Page 314 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Page 310 - O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here ! Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Page 476 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek : Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 496 - Lets in new light through chinks that time has made : Stronger by weakness, wiser men become, As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view, That stand upon the threshold of the new.
Page 488 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms. Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide. They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.
Page 476 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so ; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Page 308 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Page 486 - Rising or falling still advance his praise. His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Page 475 - And, though the shady Gloom Had given Day her room, The Sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlightened world no more should need : He saw a greater Sun appear Than his bright throne or burning axletree could bear.
Page 308 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.