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... produced the future deliverer of Rome . From such parents Nicholas Rienzi Gabrini could inherit neither dignity nor fortune ; and the gift of a liberal education , which they painfully bestowed , was the cause of his glory and untimely ...
... produced the future deliverer of Rome . From such parents Nicholas Rienzi Gabrini could inherit neither dignity nor fortune ; and the gift of a liberal education , which they painfully bestowed , was the cause of his glory and untimely ...
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... produce of one hundred thousand florins ; and scandalous were the abuses if in four or five months the amount of the salt duty could be trebled by his judicious economy . After thus restoring the forces and finances of the republic ...
... produce of one hundred thousand florins ; and scandalous were the abuses if in four or five months the amount of the salt duty could be trebled by his judicious economy . After thus restoring the forces and finances of the republic ...
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... produced is thus recorded by Mr. Wilberforce in his Diary : " Off early with Canning , Huskisson , and Lord Binning , to the Scotch Church , London Wall , to hear Dr. Chalmers . Vast crowds . So pleased with him that I went again ...
... produced is thus recorded by Mr. Wilberforce in his Diary : " Off early with Canning , Huskisson , and Lord Binning , to the Scotch Church , London Wall , to hear Dr. Chalmers . Vast crowds . So pleased with him that I went again ...
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... produce or by importation , be curtailed to the same extent , and this will create a much greater addition than of one - third to the price of it . It is not an unlikely prediction , that its cost would be more than doubled by the short ...
... produce or by importation , be curtailed to the same extent , and this will create a much greater addition than of one - third to the price of it . It is not an unlikely prediction , that its cost would be more than doubled by the short ...
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... produce of the land , the price of each of these articles rises successively with the run of purchasers towards them . On the one hand , the eagerness of demand after all the varieties of food will enhance the price of all , and greatly ...
... produce of the land , the price of each of these articles rises successively with the run of purchasers towards them . On the one hand , the eagerness of demand after all the varieties of food will enhance the price of all , and greatly ...
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Стр. 116 - Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year...
Стр. 128 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below, — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy tempests blow — When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Стр. 32 - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all the rest.
Стр. 31 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Стр. 57 - Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a DEATH? and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate?
Стр. 57 - I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky.
Стр. 59 - It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Стр. 156 - Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
Стр. 56 - There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye! — A weary time! a weary time How glazed each weary eye! When, looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist — A speck, a mist, a shape, I wist!
Стр. 56 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.