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Side 7
... light of the moon and stars we have taken our departure and are upon our skates once more ... Without meeting with a single accident , and cheered by many a gay song as we glide over the frozen wave- -at the usual hour we are in our ...
... light of the moon and stars we have taken our departure and are upon our skates once more ... Without meeting with a single accident , and cheered by many a gay song as we glide over the frozen wave- -at the usual hour we are in our ...
Side 9
... light- hearted , broad - breasted man in a white waistcoat , jingling his gold seals , and making a low half - whistling sound with his mouth ... He looked carelessly at the prime joints , bar- gained for a sirloin , a haunch , and a ...
... light- hearted , broad - breasted man in a white waistcoat , jingling his gold seals , and making a low half - whistling sound with his mouth ... He looked carelessly at the prime joints , bar- gained for a sirloin , a haunch , and a ...
Side 10
... light - hearted , white - waistcoated man thus bargained for the prime joints on the benches covered with clean cloths , I observed another bench which had no cloth at all upon it . It stood at one end outside the shop , almost like a ...
... light - hearted , white - waistcoated man thus bargained for the prime joints on the benches covered with clean cloths , I observed another bench which had no cloth at all upon it . It stood at one end outside the shop , almost like a ...
Side 21
... light - hearted , merry Moyna , was anything everything — a creature formed to prove , in her humble sphere , at all events , that women are positive blessings ... Where the girl got her intelligence I know not , for she had been her ...
... light - hearted , merry Moyna , was anything everything — a creature formed to prove , in her humble sphere , at all events , that women are positive blessings ... Where the girl got her intelligence I know not , for she had been her ...
Side 24
... light in , and that she knew would be useful at home , still she had a dale more sport than the other ; because , ye mind , she made work a pleasure , not pleasure a work , —taking a taste of one flower , and the blossom of another ...
... light in , and that she knew would be useful at home , still she had a dale more sport than the other ; because , ye mind , she made work a pleasure , not pleasure a work , —taking a taste of one flower , and the blossom of another ...
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Althing appeared Beau marked beautiful beneath boat boys bright Brutus Cæsar called cloud cottage cross dark dead deep distance earth eyes fall fear feet fire floe forest Gelert Geysir Goodwin Sands green hand Harrod Harrodsburg head hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre hills horses hour hundred Iceland Indians island James Harrod John Strong knew lake land light London look miles morning mountains Moyna never night o'er once passed poor pron rise river roar rocks round sail sailors sand Sandy Smith Sarah Green scarcely seemed seen ship shore shout side smiles smoke snow soon sound spot Staszic stood stream streets strong Sweden sweet Sweet flag tears thee things thou thought took trees vessel wall waves wild wind young
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Side 199 - Thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these Thy lowest works : yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ! for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Side 208 - I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 solitude! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place. 1 am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain My form with indifference see, They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.
Side 201 - And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Side 118 - ALL are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time; Some with massive deeds and great, Some with ornaments of rhyme. Nothing useless is, or low; Each thing in its place is best; And what seems but idle show Strengthens and supports the rest.
Side 203 - 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...
Side 201 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Side 207 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was. Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown : May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more...
Side 104 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Side 205 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Side 202 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then if thou fall'st...