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... leaves the patient at all , or only for a short time . ( Gr . chronos , time . ) 4 Mild opiates , for lulling the pain . ( Lat . opium . ) 5 To stamp , & c , that is , by writing and printing words which convey the ideas of the mind . 6 ...
... leaves the patient at all , or only for a short time . ( Gr . chronos , time . ) 4 Mild opiates , for lulling the pain . ( Lat . opium . ) 5 To stamp , & c , that is , by writing and printing words which convey the ideas of the mind . 6 ...
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... leaves Of aspen tall . The uncurling floods , diffused In glassy breadth , seem through delusive lapse Forgetful of their course . " Tis silence all , And pleasing expectation . Herds and flocks Drop the dry sprig , and mute - imploring ...
... leaves Of aspen tall . The uncurling floods , diffused In glassy breadth , seem through delusive lapse Forgetful of their course . " Tis silence all , And pleasing expectation . Herds and flocks Drop the dry sprig , and mute - imploring ...
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... leaves of a caustic review . Mrs. Crowfield took the tongs and altered the disposition of a stick . " My dear , " I said , " I do wish you'd let the fire alone . You always put it out . " " I was merely admitting a little air between ...
... leaves of a caustic review . Mrs. Crowfield took the tongs and altered the disposition of a stick . " My dear , " I said , " I do wish you'd let the fire alone . You always put it out . " " I was merely admitting a little air between ...
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... leaves . This is the chosen season of revelry of the bobolink . He comes amidst the pomp and fragrance of the season ; his life seems all sensibility and enjoyment , all song 1 and sunshine . He is to be found in the THE BOBOLINK . 59 ...
... leaves . This is the chosen season of revelry of the bobolink . He comes amidst the pomp and fragrance of the season ; his life seems all sensibility and enjoyment , all song 1 and sunshine . He is to be found in the THE BOBOLINK . 59 ...
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... leaves shiver ? Do ye strive And wrestle with the wind , yet know it not ? Feel ye no glory in your strength when he , The exhausted Blusterer , flies beyond the hills , And leaves you stronger yet ? Or have ye not A sense of loss when ...
... leaves shiver ? Do ye strive And wrestle with the wind , yet know it not ? Feel ye no glory in your strength when he , The exhausted Blusterer , flies beyond the hills , And leaves you stronger yet ? Or have ye not A sense of loss when ...
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Стр. 309 - There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet Societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Стр. 308 - And all their echoes, mourn. The Willows, and the Hazel Copses green, Shall now no more be seen, Fanning their joyous Leaves to thy soft lays. As killing as the Canker to the Rose, Or Taint-worm to the weanling Herds that graze, Or Frost to Flowers, that their gay wardrobe wear, When first the White-thorn blows; Such, Lycidas, thy loss to Shepherd's ear.
Стр. 107 - Caesar might Have stood against the world; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence. 0 masters, if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, 1 should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, Who, you all know, are honourable men : I will not do them wrong; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you, Than I will wrong such honorable men.
Стр. 148 - Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and...
Стр. 259 - O father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity!
Стр. 361 - THESE, as they change, Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy.
Стр. 367 - For expert men can execute, and perhaps judge of particulars, one by one; but the general counsels, and the plots and marshalling of affairs, come best from those that are learned.
Стр. 107 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle. I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii. — Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
Стр. 363 - tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes, there must be joy.
Стр. 127 - The fixed yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold obstruction's apathy...