The Recreations of Christopher North, Zväzok 2William Blackwood & sons, 1842 |
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Strana 7
... hand is firm , and goes off with a flourish . Have you ever entered , all alone , the shadows of some dilapidated old burial - place , and in a nook made beauti- ful by wild - briers and a flowering thorn , beheld the stone image of ...
... hand is firm , and goes off with a flourish . Have you ever entered , all alone , the shadows of some dilapidated old burial - place , and in a nook made beauti- ful by wild - briers and a flowering thorn , beheld the stone image of ...
Strana 8
... hands on his pale breast spread , An image humble , meek , and low , Of one forgotten long ago ! " No " iron - pointed staff lies at his side " -- but " Satan's dread , " THE CRUTCH ! that the Pedlar- Wordsworth tells us over again ...
... hands on his pale breast spread , An image humble , meek , and low , Of one forgotten long ago ! " No " iron - pointed staff lies at his side " -- but " Satan's dread , " THE CRUTCH ! that the Pedlar- Wordsworth tells us over again ...
Strana 10
... hand was within his vest on the region of the heart , and he ceased his croon- ing as we stood face to face . What a noble counte- nance ! at once austere and gracious - haughty and benign - of a man conscious of his greatness while yet ...
... hand was within his vest on the region of the heart , and he ceased his croon- ing as we stood face to face . What a noble counte- nance ! at once austere and gracious - haughty and benign - of a man conscious of his greatness while yet ...
Strana 13
... hand gathered for mushrooms . But we have long given over chasing butterflies , and feel , as the Pedlar did , that they are beautiful creatures , and that ' tis a sin between finger and thumb to compress their mealy wings . The ...
... hand gathered for mushrooms . But we have long given over chasing butterflies , and feel , as the Pedlar did , that they are beautiful creatures , and that ' tis a sin between finger and thumb to compress their mealy wings . The ...
Strana 18
... hand for bread ? Are the Polish patriots de- graded by working at eighteenpence a - day , without victuals , on embankments of railroads ? " At the risk of giving a shock to the prejudices of artificial society , I have ever been ready ...
... hand for bread ? Are the Polish patriots de- graded by working at eighteenpence a - day , without victuals , on embankments of railroads ? " At the risk of giving a shock to the prejudices of artificial society , I have ever been ready ...
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Strana 382 - 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 235 - The Lord giveth, and the Lord ' taketh away ; blessed be the name of the Lord.
Strana 59 - The fig-tree, not that kind for fruit renown'd, But such as, at this day, to Indians known, In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms, Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillar'd shade, High overarch'd, and echoing walks between...
Strana 134 - 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.
Strana 381 - Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear none ill ; For thou art with me ; and thy rod And staff me comfort still.
Strana 344 - In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth, and, with low-thoughted care.
Strana 354 - So still an image of tranquillity, So calm and still, and looked so beautiful Amid the uneasy thoughts which filled my mind...
Strana 328 - The essence of poetry is invention ; such invention as, by producing something unexpected, surprises and delights. The topics of devotion are few, and being few are universally known ; but few as they are, they can be made no more ; they can receive no grace from novelty of sentiment, and very little from novelty of expression.
Strana 27 - ... starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills. In him the savage virtue of the race, Revenge, and all ferocious thoughts were dead Nor did he change ; but kept in lofty place The wisdom which adversity had bred. Glad were the vales, and every cottage hearth ; The shepherd lord was honoured more and more ; And, ages after he was laid in earth, "The good Lord Clifford
Strana 27 - 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!