Prose and VersePutnam, 1851 |
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... wish at present , yet all well - directed efforts are sure to meet reward in the end , and altho ' I have chumped and churned two days running , and it's nothing yet but curds and whey , I should be wrong to despair of eating but- ter ...
... wish at present , yet all well - directed efforts are sure to meet reward in the end , and altho ' I have chumped and churned two days running , and it's nothing yet but curds and whey , I should be wrong to despair of eating but- ter ...
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... wish I had been less precipitous , for the sooty wretches stole four good flitches of bacon , as was up the kitchen chimbly , quite unbeknown to me . We have filled up the vacan- cy with more , which smoke us dreadfully , but what is to ...
... wish I had been less precipitous , for the sooty wretches stole four good flitches of bacon , as was up the kitchen chimbly , quite unbeknown to me . We have filled up the vacan- cy with more , which smoke us dreadfully , but what is to ...
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... wish the night Had borne my breath away . I remember , I remember , The roses - red and white ; The violets and the lily - cups , Those flowers made of light ! The lilacs where the robin built , And where my brother set The laburnum on ...
... wish the night Had borne my breath away . I remember , I remember , The roses - red and white ; The violets and the lily - cups , Those flowers made of light ! The lilacs where the robin built , And where my brother set The laburnum on ...
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... wishes seemed already half fulfilled , and it was not till many months afterwards that I actually crossed the Channel ... wish that the ocean brine had been sweet , or sour instead of salt , so as to be potable ; for what can be more ...
... wishes seemed already half fulfilled , and it was not till many months afterwards that I actually crossed the Channel ... wish that the ocean brine had been sweet , or sour instead of salt , so as to be potable ; for what can be more ...
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... wish but for ease , nor any attention but for misery . " In short the Rambler describes the whole race of Valetudinarians as a sort of great Bitumen Company , paving a certain nameless place , as some of the Asphalticals have paved ...
... wish but for ease , nor any attention but for misery . " In short the Rambler describes the whole race of Valetudinarians as a sort of great Bitumen Company , paving a certain nameless place , as some of the Asphalticals have paved ...
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Стр. 34 - I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day ; But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away.
Стр. 202 - Whilst the wave constantly Drips from her clothing; Take her up instantly, Loving, not loathing. Touch her not scornfully; Think of her mournfully, Gently and humanly; Not of the stains of her, All that remains of her Now is pure womanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny Rash and undutiful: Past all dishonour Death has left on her Only the beautiful.
Стр. 21 - And souls untouched by sin ; To a level mead they came, and there They drave the wickets in : Pleasantly shone the setting sun Over the town of Lynn. Like sportive deer they coursed about, And shouted as they ran, — Turning to mirth all things of earth, As only boyhood can...
Стр. 204 - Fashioned so slenderly, Young, and so fair! Ere her limbs frigidly Stiffen too rigidly, Decently, — kindly, — Smooth, and compose them; And her eyes, close them, Staring so blindly! Dreadfully staring Through muddy impurity, As when with the daring Last look of despairing Fixed on futurity.
Стр. 23 - And, long since then, of bloody men Whose deeds tradition saves; Of lonely folk cut off unseen, And hid in sudden graves ; Of horrid stabs, in groves forlorn, And murders done in caves ; And how the sprites of injured men Shriek upward from the sod...
Стр. 130 - O'er all there hung a shadow and a fear ; A sense of mystery the spirit daunted, And said, as plain as whisper in the ear, The place is Haunted!
Стр. 25 - Oh heaven, to think of their white souls, And mine so black and grim ! I could not share in childish prayer, Nor join in Evening Hymn : Like a Devil of the Pit...
Стр. 25 - Heavily I rose up, as soon As light was in the sky, And sought the black accursed pool With a wild misgiving eye ; And I saw the dead in the river bed, For the faithless stream was dry.
Стр. 134 - For over all there hung a cloud of fear, A sense of mystery the spirit daunted, And said, as plain as whisper in the ear, The place is Haunted ! PART III.
Стр. 181 - Alas, alas, fair Ines, She went away with song, With Music waiting on her steps, And shoutings of the throng; But some were sad, and felt no mirth, But only Music's wrong, In sounds that sang Farewell, Farewell, To her you've loved so long.