Titan, Том 24J. Hogg, 1857 |
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... look out for squalls . But , as it is , the immense influence which M. Emile de Girardin , through his journal , once exercised , has been for the time at least destroyed . As long as free discus- sion was possible in France , a man ...
... look out for squalls . But , as it is , the immense influence which M. Emile de Girardin , through his journal , once exercised , has been for the time at least destroyed . As long as free discus- sion was possible in France , a man ...
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... looks , impressed her ; or perhaps she could not withstand her pet grandchild's wistful glances , and mute , caressing ... look upon her darling , and stroke the long curls that hung down her neck , with a murmured utterance of the great ...
... looks , impressed her ; or perhaps she could not withstand her pet grandchild's wistful glances , and mute , caressing ... look upon her darling , and stroke the long curls that hung down her neck , with a murmured utterance of the great ...
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... look on her face , a strange tone in her voice . Her mother was ill , she said - very ill . For the last few days she had been ailing , but both thought it was only a slight weakness arising from over - fatigue . But she had waxed worse ...
... look on her face , a strange tone in her voice . Her mother was ill , she said - very ill . For the last few days she had been ailing , but both thought it was only a slight weakness arising from over - fatigue . But she had waxed worse ...
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... look- ing into the dear face - hanging on the dear voice , while it told her , in a few terrible words , that the fiat had gone forth that she must die ! But the young girl's silence was more dreadful than any utterance of anguish , and ...
... look- ing into the dear face - hanging on the dear voice , while it told her , in a few terrible words , that the fiat had gone forth that she must die ! But the young girl's silence was more dreadful than any utterance of anguish , and ...
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... look altogether left his face . A heavy desolation infinitely more sad , set- tled there instead . After a little while , he kissed Emilia : - ' Don't fear . I shall bear it - I can bear it . Let us both pray for her , Emilia , as she ...
... look altogether left his face . A heavy desolation infinitely more sad , set- tled there instead . After a little while , he kissed Emilia : - ' Don't fear . I shall bear it - I can bear it . Let us both pray for her , Emilia , as she ...
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Стр. 370 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
Стр. 65 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Стр. 201 - Sweet flower ! for by that name at last, When all my reveries are past, I call thee, and to that cleave fast, Sweet silent creature ! That breath'st with me in sun and air, Do thou, as thou art wont, repair My heart with gladness, and a share Of thy meek nature ! TO THE SAME FLOWER.
Стр. 428 - I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit. That which is crooked cannot be made straight: and that which is wanting cannot be numbered.
Стр. 65 - Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; long heath, brown furze, anything: The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death.
Стр. 96 - IN the ancient town of Bruges, In the quaint old Flemish city, As the evening shades descended, Low and loud and sweetly blended, Low at times and loud at times, And changing like a poet's rhymes, Rang the beautiful wild chimes From the Belfry in the market Of the ancient town of Bruges.
Стр. 183 - Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked : for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate me. 4 My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me. 5 Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me.
Стр. 96 - How sleep the Brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there!