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... breath . The bishops knelt down and read the commendatory prayer . When it ended William was no more . When his remains were laid out , it was found that he wore next to his skin a small piece of black silk riband . The lords in waiting ...
... breath . The bishops knelt down and read the commendatory prayer . When it ended William was no more . When his remains were laid out , it was found that he wore next to his skin a small piece of black silk riband . The lords in waiting ...
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... breath for a moment , and then in one grand line dashed at the Highlanders . The ground flies beneath their horses ' feet ; gathering speed at every stride , they dash on towards that thin red streak topped with a line of steel . The ...
... breath for a moment , and then in one grand line dashed at the Highlanders . The ground flies beneath their horses ' feet ; gathering speed at every stride , they dash on towards that thin red streak topped with a line of steel . The ...
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... breath it had bent . The two brothers were before their Father ; far beyond the twilight judgments of this world ; high above its mists and obscurities . III . THE VISION OF MIRZA . ( ADDISON . 52 THE BROTHERS DORRIT .
... breath it had bent . The two brothers were before their Father ; far beyond the twilight judgments of this world ; high above its mists and obscurities . III . THE VISION OF MIRZA . ( ADDISON . 52 THE BROTHERS DORRIT .
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... breathing forth fire and smoke in its indignant haste to outstrip the wind . More terrible than the war - horse in Scripture , clothed with louder thun- der , and emitting a cloud of flame and burning coals from his iron nostrils , he ...
... breathing forth fire and smoke in its indignant haste to outstrip the wind . More terrible than the war - horse in Scripture , clothed with louder thun- der , and emitting a cloud of flame and burning coals from his iron nostrils , he ...
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... million suns , is infinitely less than to you is the minutest mote that floats in the sunbeam . There is a Being in whose breath lives the whole immense of worlds ; who with the faintest wish could blot them all from MAJESTY OF CHRIST .
... million suns , is infinitely less than to you is the minutest mote that floats in the sunbeam . There is a Being in whose breath lives the whole immense of worlds ; who with the faintest wish could blot them all from MAJESTY OF CHRIST .
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Page 283 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Page 287 - 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 282 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Page 302 - 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 301 - I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Page 132 - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power ; In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror ; In dreams his song of triumph heard. Then wore his monarch's signet ring, Then pressed that monarch's throne — a King ; As wild his thoughts, and gay of wing, As Eden's garden bird.
Page 243 - 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...
Page 207 - 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 128 - Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son : Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate On his imperial throne...
Page 88 - No, sir, she has none. They are meant for us : they can be meant for no other. They are sent over to bind and rivet upon us those chains, which the British ministry have been so long forging.