The cruet stand, select pieces of prose and poetry, Zväzok 11853 |
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Strana 10
... feel as if I should throw in . ” With these words we passed the folding doors that swung smooth and invitingly on their noiseless hinges , and fearlessly approached the iron barrier , from which , though a narrow and pigmy hole , one ...
... feel as if I should throw in . ” With these words we passed the folding doors that swung smooth and invitingly on their noiseless hinges , and fearlessly approached the iron barrier , from which , though a narrow and pigmy hole , one ...
Strana 45
... feel the thorns daily . " A COUNTRY boy was riding a horse to one of the English fairs , for sale , when he was accosted by a sprig of a dealer , who called out in a consequential tone- " Why Jack , the horse you're riding is badly ...
... feel the thorns daily . " A COUNTRY boy was riding a horse to one of the English fairs , for sale , when he was accosted by a sprig of a dealer , who called out in a consequential tone- " Why Jack , the horse you're riding is badly ...
Strana 53
... feel nothing ; and thus a a combination of mere fine features , form and complexion , thought beautiful at first , grows flat like a picture , and affects our feelings no more than one that is finely painted - nay , not even half so ...
... feel nothing ; and thus a a combination of mere fine features , form and complexion , thought beautiful at first , grows flat like a picture , and affects our feelings no more than one that is finely painted - nay , not even half so ...
Strana 89
... feel as cool as by his own fireside . " " Yes , " observed a wag , " and a little cooler too . " A LITTLE boy , not over ten years of age , was seen the other day cramming his mouth full of " fine cut , " when a gentleman standing by ...
... feel as cool as by his own fireside . " " Yes , " observed a wag , " and a little cooler too . " A LITTLE boy , not over ten years of age , was seen the other day cramming his mouth full of " fine cut , " when a gentleman standing by ...
Strana 90
... she is gon to die , I wish she would do it soon ; I feel so unhappie , my mind is so moche unset - tel . Ven she die , I shall not be so moche dissatisfied ! " 66 GRAMMAR . 66 JOHN , parse - Girls are 90 PROSE AND POETRY .
... she is gon to die , I wish she would do it soon ; I feel so unhappie , my mind is so moche unset - tel . Ven she die , I shall not be so moche dissatisfied ! " 66 GRAMMAR . 66 JOHN , parse - Girls are 90 PROSE AND POETRY .
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Strana 242 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him ; The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Strana 372 - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease...
Strana 144 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! logo.
Strana 252 - Tis brightness all ; save where the new snow melts Along the mazy current. Low, the woods Bow their hoar head ; and, ere the languid Sun Faint from the west emits his evening ray, Earth's universal face, deep hid and chill, Is one wild dazzling waste, that buries wide The works of man.
Strana 339 - For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept : then had I been at rest...
Strana 255 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet, oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Strana 209 - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My Music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like...
Strana 54 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud, instead, and ever-during dark, Surrounds me...
Strana 343 - O good gray head which all men knew, O voice from which their omens all men drew, O iron nerve to true occasion true, O fall'n at length that tower of strength Which stood four-square to all the winds that blew!
Strana 298 - Forthwith the sounds and seas, each creek and bay, With fry innumerable swarm, and shoals Of fish, that with their fins and shining scales Glide under the green wave, in sculls that oft Bank the mid sea...