De Clifford: Or, The Constant Man, Том 2Lea and Blanchard, 1841 |
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... felt that my fears were groundless , and so I told him , though I could not help adding , " your invulnerability to her must be owing to your being wounded elswhere . " " Of course , " replied he , and , as I thought , he redened ...
... felt that my fears were groundless , and so I told him , though I could not help adding , " your invulnerability to her must be owing to your being wounded elswhere . " " Of course , " replied he , and , as I thought , he redened ...
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... felt when I grasped it ) and copied what was entitled It ran thus : - " THE LORD'S DAY , " " Never shall I forget the impression made on my heart this morning , by the union of personal feelings of pleasure with piety of mind ...
... felt when I grasped it ) and copied what was entitled It ran thus : - " THE LORD'S DAY , " " Never shall I forget the impression made on my heart this morning , by the union of personal feelings of pleasure with piety of mind ...
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... felt all over me , brought me at once to heaven . It is God , said I , that has made me thus susceptible . It is his bounty that I should thus feel . And feel it I did more and more tenderly , as well as more gratefully , when I said ...
... felt all over me , brought me at once to heaven . It is God , said I , that has made me thus susceptible . It is his bounty that I should thus feel . And feel it I did more and more tenderly , as well as more gratefully , when I said ...
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... felt murdered , and obligingly adding , " it was lucky the gentleman had got into the preserves , for this here blow was meant for one of us . " By this I found I was indebted for being laid prostrate to a gang of poachers , and was ...
... felt murdered , and obligingly adding , " it was lucky the gentleman had got into the preserves , for this here blow was meant for one of us . " By this I found I was indebted for being laid prostrate to a gang of poachers , and was ...
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... felt my wound severely , and was very sick . Luckily Sandford was just arrived from York , and came in at the moment . He saw my distress , and asked Margaret the cause of it , who declared she did not know , for she had only been ...
... felt my wound severely , and was very sick . Luckily Sandford was just arrived from York , and came in at the moment . He saw my distress , and asked Margaret the cause of it , who declared she did not know , for she had only been ...
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De Clifford; or, The constant man, by the author of 'Tremaine'. Robert Plumer Ward Полный просмотр - 1841 |
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Стр. 24 - As made the things more rich; their perfume lost, Take these again; for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
Стр. 124 - Happy the man*, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter, fire.
Стр. 241 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed: Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face; That makes simplicity a grace ; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all the adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Стр. 75 - Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field ; Let us lodge in the villages. Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, And the pomegranates bud forth: There will I give thee my loves.
Стр. 14 - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard?
Стр. 11 - That live according to her sober laws, And holy dictate of spare Temperance: If every just man that now pines with want Had but a moderate and beseeming share Of that which lewdly pampered Luxury Now heaps upon some few with vast excess, Nature's full blessings would be well dispensed In unsuperfluous even proportion, And she no whit encumbered with her store...
Стр. 107 - Lear. Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now.
Стр. 179 - True happiness is of a retired nature, and an enemy to pomp and noise ; it arises, in the first place, from the enjoyment of one's self ; and, in the next, from the friendship and conversation of a few select companions ; it loves shade and solitude, and naturally haunts groves and fountains, fields and meadows : in short, it feels every thing it wants within itself, and receives no addition from multitudes of witnesses and spectators.
Стр. 105 - Perfume for a lady's chamber ; Golden quoifs and stomachers, For my lads to give their dears: Pins and poking-sticks of steel. What maids lack from head to heel: Come buy of me, come; come buy, come buy; Buy, lads, or else your lasses cry : Come buy.
Стр. 124 - Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years, slide soft away In health of body, peace of mind, Quiet by day. Sound sleep by night ; study and ease Together mix'd, sweet recreation, And innocence, which most does please With meditation.