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Strana 7
... Hour after hour to our view the horizon appears brightening with the illumination of a light , that , it may be , has not yet arisen : but fast and certain follows the sunrise on the dawn . Already can we feel its harbinger , the breath ...
... Hour after hour to our view the horizon appears brightening with the illumination of a light , that , it may be , has not yet arisen : but fast and certain follows the sunrise on the dawn . Already can we feel its harbinger , the breath ...
Strana 15
... hour or two before noon the proper time to begin the daily task ; yet the young men take long journeys , often to Scotland , in search of work , and a wreck upon the coast never fails to call forth a burst of energy - often , too , it ...
... hour or two before noon the proper time to begin the daily task ; yet the young men take long journeys , often to Scotland , in search of work , and a wreck upon the coast never fails to call forth a burst of energy - often , too , it ...
Strana 24
... hour ago .. I had a prayer to say for his soul as well as the rest . They prayed before the High Altar - I before Heaven . Where should I pray but here ? " " You knew him , perhaps ? " I re- joined , scarcely knowing what to say . - " I ...
... hour ago .. I had a prayer to say for his soul as well as the rest . They prayed before the High Altar - I before Heaven . Where should I pray but here ? " " You knew him , perhaps ? " I re- joined , scarcely knowing what to say . - " I ...
Strana 25
... hour , and there you will meet me , and some others of the missing aristocracy of France ! " I was amazed at the levity of Le- vasseur under such circumstances ; still , I was young myself , naturally high - spirited , and was greatly ...
... hour , and there you will meet me , and some others of the missing aristocracy of France ! " I was amazed at the levity of Le- vasseur under such circumstances ; still , I was young myself , naturally high - spirited , and was greatly ...
Strana 32
... hour pass , I shall never know her -never , Levasseur . Her heart I feel to be my own . Look at me , Levas- seur . You know we need not put her affection to the test : but she may not be proof against terror . Muffle your- self in a ...
... hour pass , I shall never know her -never , Levasseur . Her heart I feel to be my own . Look at me , Levas- seur . You know we need not put her affection to the test : but she may not be proof against terror . Muffle your- self in a ...
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Strana 188 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Strana 590 - Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Strana 590 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it Love-in-idleness.
Strana 298 - Ocean and earth, the solid frame of earth And ocean's liquid mass, beneath him lay In gladness and deep joy. The clouds were touched, And in their silent faces did he read Unutterable love. Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy; his spirit drank The spectacle: sensation, soul, and form, All melted into him; they swallowed up His animal being; in them did he live, And by them did he live: they were his life.
Strana 585 - There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,* More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Strana 177 - Belyve the elder bairns come drapping in, At service out, amang the farmers roun', Some ca...
Strana 269 - ... on many occasions has caused the blood of those sons of liberty...
Strana 485 - Oh that my words were now written! Oh that they were printed in a book! That they were graven with an iron pen and lead In the rock for ever!
Strana 188 - What ragings must his veins convulse, That still eternal gallop ! Wi' wind and tide fair i' your tail, Right on ye scud your sea-way ; But in the teeth o' baith to sail, It maks an unco lee-way.
Strana 180 - I had pride before, but he taught it to flow in proper channels. His knowledge of the world was vastly superior to mine, and I was all attention to learn. He was the only man I ever saw who .was a greater fool than myself where woman was the presiding star; but he spoke of illicit love with the levity of a sailor, which hitherto I had regarded with horror. Here his friendship did me a mischief and the consequence was, that soon after I resumed the plough, I wrote the "Poet's Welcome".