The last earl of Desmond [by C.B. Gibson].

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Стр. 280 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side; But in his duty, prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all; And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Стр. 252 - How can I, except some man should guide me ? And he desired Philip that he would come up and sit with him. The place of the scripture which he read was this. He was led as a sheep to the slaughter : and like a lamb dumb before his shearer, so opened he not his mouth: In his humiliation his judgment was taken away : and who shall declare his generation ? for his life is taken from the earth. And the eunuch answered Philip, and said, I pray thee, of whom speaketh the prophet this ? of himself, or of...
Стр. 169 - Thou whose locks outshine the sun, Golden tresses, wreathed in one, As the braided streamlets run ! Standing, with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet...
Стр. 252 - And he said, How can I, except some man should guide me? And he desired Philip that he would come up and sit with him.
Стр. 249 - Her angel's face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place ; Did never mortal eye behold such heavenly grace.
Стр. 249 - It fortuned, out of the thickest wood A ramping...
Стр. 254 - And his tail drew the third part of the stars of heaven, and did cast them to the earth...
Стр. 267 - Go thy way, eat thy bread with joy, and drink thy wine with a merry heart; for God now accepteth thy works.
Стр. 250 - But he, my Lyon, and my noble Lord, How does he find in cruell hart to hate Her, that him lov'd, and ever most adord As the God of my life ? why hath he me abhord ? " Redounding teares did choke th...
Стр. 123 - ... and the doors shall be shut in the streets, when the sound of the grinding is low, and he shall rise up at the voice of the bird, and all the daughters of music shall be brought low.

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