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... looks at her narrowly , laughs her to scorn ; for her feet , as doth the ostrich ' s , which are her lusts , draw her to ... look well to herself , and turn her eyes on every side , lest she be de- ceived , and be caught in some of the ...
... looks at her narrowly , laughs her to scorn ; for her feet , as doth the ostrich ' s , which are her lusts , draw her to ... look well to herself , and turn her eyes on every side , lest she be de- ceived , and be caught in some of the ...
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... look ye all barons be before King Uther to - morn , and God and I shall make him to speak . So on the morn all the barons with Merlin came be- fore the king ; then Merlin said aloud unto King Uther , Sir , shall your son Arthur be king ...
... look ye all barons be before King Uther to - morn , and God and I shall make him to speak . So on the morn all the barons with Merlin came be- fore the king ; then Merlin said aloud unto King Uther , Sir , shall your son Arthur be king ...
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... Look ye come on fiercely , and slay that traitor , Sir Mordred , for I in no wise trust him . In likewise Sir Mordred warned his host that : An ye see any sword drawn , look that ye come on fiercely , and so slay all that ever be fore ...
... Look ye come on fiercely , and slay that traitor , Sir Mordred , for I in no wise trust him . In likewise Sir Mordred warned his host that : An ye see any sword drawn , look that ye come on fiercely , and so slay all that ever be fore ...
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... look for plentiful increase at length of goodly ripe grain ) , - he , I say , hath brought me into a great doubt . For whereas Hythloday ( unless my memory fail me ) said that the bridge of Amaurote , which goeth over the river of ...
... look for plentiful increase at length of goodly ripe grain ) , - he , I say , hath brought me into a great doubt . For whereas Hythloday ( unless my memory fail me ) said that the bridge of Amaurote , which goeth over the river of ...
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... look on . Other that never learned to shoot , nor yet knoweth good shaft nor bow , will be as busy as the best , but such one commonly plucketh down a side , and crafty archers which be against him will be both glad of him , and also ...
... look on . Other that never learned to shoot , nor yet knoweth good shaft nor bow , will be as busy as the best , but such one commonly plucketh down a side , and crafty archers which be against him will be both glad of him , and also ...
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Page 457 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe! they come! they come!' And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering
Page 220 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Page 436 - Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends And youths and maidens gay!
Page 462 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low : And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Page 479 - That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high,...
Page 416 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart...
Page 257 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty ! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair : 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...
Page 427 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power. Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart : Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea : Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou...
Page 430 - The Sun now rose upon the right Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day, for food or play, Came to the mariners...
Page 443 - River where ford there was none: But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.