International Library of Masterpieces, Literature, Art and Rare Manuscripts: History, Biography, Science, Philosophy, Poetry, the Drama, Travel, Adventure, Fiction, Том 6Harry Thurston Peck International Bibliophile Society, 1901 |
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Стр. 1918
... hears his children's prayer ; The sacrament will soothe thy woes , And soften thy despair . " -- " O mother , mother , naught will tame , No sacrament will quench this flame , No sacrament avails , When death our flesh assails . " " My ...
... hears his children's prayer ; The sacrament will soothe thy woes , And soften thy despair . " -- " O mother , mother , naught will tame , No sacrament will quench this flame , No sacrament avails , When death our flesh assails . " " My ...
Стр. 1922
... hear ; Nigh is the sand - glass spent . Steed , steed ! up , up ! away from here ! The morning air I scent . At length , at length , our race is run , The nuptial bed at length is won , The dead ride quick by night , Now , now will we ...
... hear ; Nigh is the sand - glass spent . Steed , steed ! up , up ! away from here ! The morning air I scent . At length , at length , our race is run , The nuptial bed at length is won , The dead ride quick by night , Now , now will we ...
Стр. 1930
... hear it . It has nothing to recommend it to the pruriency of curious ears . There is nothing at all new and captivating in it . It has nothing of the splendor of the project which has been lately laid upon your table by the noble lord ...
... hear it . It has nothing to recommend it to the pruriency of curious ears . There is nothing at all new and captivating in it . It has nothing of the splendor of the project which has been lately laid upon your table by the noble lord ...
Стр. 1932
... hear it with horror : and I confess I tremble when I think on these awful and confounding dispen- sations of Providence . I shall first trouble you with a few words as to the cause . The great fortunes made in India in the beginnings of ...
... hear it with horror : and I confess I tremble when I think on these awful and confounding dispen- sations of Providence . I shall first trouble you with a few words as to the cause . The great fortunes made in India in the beginnings of ...
Стр. 1950
... hear among the officers who crowded into their drawing- rooms , as if they would rather be there than attend the finest entertainment in the West End . But they were queer people , for all that . The first I saw of them was two or three ...
... hear among the officers who crowded into their drawing- rooms , as if they would rather be there than attend the finest entertainment in the West End . But they were queer people , for all that . The first I saw of them was two or three ...
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