The Recreations of Christopher North [pseud.]: Complete in One VolumePhillips, Sampson,, 1854 - 307 strán (strany) |
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Strana 18
... felt the feathers in our hand , and from tip to tip eyed the outstretched wings , Fortune , we felt , had no better boon to bestow , earth no greater tri- umph . Hush - stoop - kneel - crawl - for by all our hopes of mercy - a heron - a ...
... felt the feathers in our hand , and from tip to tip eyed the outstretched wings , Fortune , we felt , had no better boon to bestow , earth no greater tri- umph . Hush - stoop - kneel - crawl - for by all our hopes of mercy - a heron - a ...
Strana 20
... felt to the point of each particular hair , he scatters the water from his coat like mist , reminding one of that glorious line in Shakspeare , " Like dewdrops from the Lion's mane , " advancing with sinewy legs seemingly length- But a ...
... felt to the point of each particular hair , he scatters the water from his coat like mist , reminding one of that glorious line in Shakspeare , " Like dewdrops from the Lion's mane , " advancing with sinewy legs seemingly length- But a ...
Strana 21
... felt to be staked on the issue- and arms like Vulcan . The heart of Benja- while at intervals was heard the harsh hoarse min the wagoner dies within him — he accepts voice of the carriers and his compeers , cursing the challenge for a ...
... felt to be staked on the issue- and arms like Vulcan . The heart of Benja- while at intervals was heard the harsh hoarse min the wagoner dies within him — he accepts voice of the carriers and his compeers , cursing the challenge for a ...
Strana 29
... felt to be indeed us where lay couched the lovely - spotted Doe , divine ! It seemed as if we knew but the or showed us the mild - eyed creature browsing words of language - that he was a scholar who on the glade with her two fawns at ...
... felt to be indeed us where lay couched the lovely - spotted Doe , divine ! It seemed as if we knew but the or showed us the mild - eyed creature browsing words of language - that he was a scholar who on the glade with her two fawns at ...
Strana 30
... felt that we did wrong to visit too often hawk's shadow on the glade , as he hung aloft that corner in the kirkyard . No fears had we on the sky . A thousand dead thoughts came of any too oblivious tendencies ; in our dreams to life ...
... felt that we did wrong to visit too often hawk's shadow on the glade , as he hung aloft that corner in the kirkyard . No fears had we on the sky . A thousand dead thoughts came of any too oblivious tendencies ; in our dreams to life ...
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Strana 136 - That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth, And yet are on't ? Live you ? or are you aught That man may question ? You seem to understand me, By each at once her choppy finger laying Upon her skinny lips. — You should be women, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so.
Strana 198 - These are they which were not defiled with women; for they are virgins; these are they which follow the Lamb whithersoever he goeth. These were redeemed from among men, being the first-fruits unto God and to the Lamb.
Strana 161 - The Lord giveth, and the Lord ' taketh away ; blessed be the name of the Lord.
Strana 297 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Strana 88 - Lo ! where the stripling, wrapt in wonder, roves Beneath the precipice o'erhung with pine ; And sees, on high, amidst th' encircling groves, From cliff to cliff the foaming torrents shine: While waters, woods, and winds, in concert join, And echo swells the chorus to the skies. Would Edwin this majestic scene resign For aught the huntsman's puny craft supplies ? Ah ! no : he better knows great Nature's charms to prize.
Strana 293 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through Thee, are fresh and strong.
Strana 185 - Whatever is great, desirable, or tremendous, is comprised in the name of the Supreme Being. Omnipotence cannot be exalted; Infinity cannot be amplified; Perfection cannot be improved.
Strana 191 - So still an image of tranquillity, So calm and still, and looked so beautiful Amid the uneasy thoughts which filled my mind...
Strana 191 - My Friend ! enough to sorrow you have given, The purposes of wisdom ask no more ; Be wise and cheerful ; and no longer read The forms of things with an unworthy eye. She sleeps in the calm earth, and peace is here.
Strana 109 - Bear me to the heart of France Is the longing of the shield — Tell thy name, thou trembling field! Field of death, where'er thou be, Groan thou with our victory! Happy day, and mighty hour, When our shepherd, in his power, Mailed and horsed with lance and sword, To his ancestors restored, Like a re-appearing star, Like a glory from afar, First shall head the flock of war!