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... look forward to their native king coming again , and resuming his authority . A classical reader would be apt , at first sight , to say that this people are the descendants of the troops of Cambyses ; but they do not resemble the ...
... look forward to their native king coming again , and resuming his authority . A classical reader would be apt , at first sight , to say that this people are the descendants of the troops of Cambyses ; but they do not resemble the ...
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... look after a strayed sheep , or peep after a bird's nest . Where the jungle was too thick for them to see through , the elephants , put- ting their trunks down into the bush , forced their way through , tearing up every thing by the ...
... look after a strayed sheep , or peep after a bird's nest . Where the jungle was too thick for them to see through , the elephants , put- ting their trunks down into the bush , forced their way through , tearing up every thing by the ...
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... look at him , pierced through and through ; yet one could not contemplate him without sat- isfaction , as we were told that he had long infested the high road , and carried off many passengers . One hears of the roar of a tiger , and ...
... look at him , pierced through and through ; yet one could not contemplate him without sat- isfaction , as we were told that he had long infested the high road , and carried off many passengers . One hears of the roar of a tiger , and ...
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... look that bespoke revenge , complaint , and dignity , which I thought to be quite affecting ; perhaps , however , it was the old prejudice in favour of lions , that made me fancy this , as well as that there was an infinite degree of ...
... look that bespoke revenge , complaint , and dignity , which I thought to be quite affecting ; perhaps , however , it was the old prejudice in favour of lions , that made me fancy this , as well as that there was an infinite degree of ...
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... look after them . It was a hideous looking scene -no one could cast his eyes around him and entertain any conception of sheep being saved . It was one pic- ture of desolation . There is a deep glen lies between Blackhouse and Dry- hope ...
... look after them . It was a hideous looking scene -no one could cast his eyes around him and entertain any conception of sheep being saved . It was one pic- ture of desolation . There is a deep glen lies between Blackhouse and Dry- hope ...
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Seite 105 - Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, 'Tis woman's whole existence ; man may range The court, camp, church, the vessel, and the mart ; Sword, gown, gain, glory, offer in exchange Pride, fame, ambition, to fill up his heart, And few there are whom these cannot estrange ; Men have all these resources, we but one, To love again, and be again undone.
Seite 413 - Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the sky-lark sing; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning! And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the heavens be mute.
Seite 297 - Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful form! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently! Around thee and above, Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass ; methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer. 1 worshipped the Invisible...
Seite 413 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Seite 273 - ... any degree to the studies connected with his ordinary pursuits. That he should have been minutely and extensively skilled in chemistry and the arts, and in most of the branches of physical science, might perhaps have been conjectured ; but it could not have been inferred from his usual occupations, and probably is not generally known, that he was curiously learned in many branches of antiquity, metaphysics, medicine, and etymology, and perfectly at home in all the details of architecture, music,...
Seite 326 - Then suddenly, with timorous eye She fled to me and wept. She half enclosed me with her arms, She pressed me with a meek embrace; And bending back her head, looked up And gazed upon my face. 'Twas partly love, and partly fear, And partly 'twas a bashful art, That I might rather feel, than see, The swelling of her heart.
Seite 106 - Her brow was white and low, her cheek's pure dye Like twilight rosy still with the set sun; Short upper lip — sweet lips! that make us sigh Ever to have seen such; for she was one Fit for the model of a statuary (A race of mere impostors, when all's done — I've seen much finer women, ripe and real, Than all the nonsense of their stone ideal).
Seite 325 - With downcast eyes and modest grace; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her face.
Seite 73 - Behold, the devil is about to throw some of you into prison, that you may be tested, and for ten days you will have tribulation. Be faithful unto death, and I will give you the crown of life.
Seite 412 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.