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... eyes , and the activity of all infernal agency . The qualified highlander then takes a large brush , with which he profusely asperses the occupants of all beds ; from whom it is not unusual for him to receive ungrateful remonstrances ...
... eyes , and the activity of all infernal agency . The qualified highlander then takes a large brush , with which he profusely asperses the occupants of all beds ; from whom it is not unusual for him to receive ungrateful remonstrances ...
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... eyes , the first thing that meets them is my own breath rolling forth , as if in the open air , like smoke out of a cottage - chimney . Think of this symptom . Then I turn my eyes side- ways and see the window all frozen over . Think ...
... eyes , the first thing that meets them is my own breath rolling forth , as if in the open air , like smoke out of a cottage - chimney . Think of this symptom . Then I turn my eyes side- ways and see the window all frozen over . Think ...
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... eyes , and she recovered her sight . It further relates , that by the Holy Ghost she showed many people their secret thoughts , and that from fifteen years to fifty she fasted every day except Sunday and Thursday , when she ate beans ...
... eyes , and she recovered her sight . It further relates , that by the Holy Ghost she showed many people their secret thoughts , and that from fifteen years to fifty she fasted every day except Sunday and Thursday , when she ate beans ...
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... eye , and coming all blind to the saint's pillar , and placing his eye upon it for three days without doing harm to any one , Simeon ordered earth and water to be placed on the dragon's eye , which being done , out came the stake , a ...
... eye , and coming all blind to the saint's pillar , and placing his eye upon it for three days without doing harm to any one , Simeon ordered earth and water to be placed on the dragon's eye , which being done , out came the stake , a ...
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... eyes were much inflamed , but he still enjoyed a little sight . His hair and beard were of a greenish , white colour , like mouldy bread ; and he had a few of his teeth remaining . His son , who was ninety - seven years of age ...
... eyes were much inflamed , but he still enjoyed a little sight . His hair and beard were of a greenish , white colour , like mouldy bread ; and he had a few of his teeth remaining . His son , who was ninety - seven years of age ...
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Page 797 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
Page 137 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Page 715 - ... the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in their dust.
Page 715 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on Kings: Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Page 797 - 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...
Page 97 - Green little vaulter in the sunny grass, Catching your heart up at the feel of June, Sole voice that's heard amidst the lazy noon, When even the bees lag at the summoning brass; And you, warm little housekeeper, who class With those who think the candles come too soon, Loving the fire, and with your tricksome tune Nick the glad silent moments as they pass...
Page 649 - And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures, Whilst the...
Page 389 - Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Page 649 - Where the great Sun begins his state Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Page 125 - This opinion, which perhaps prevails as far as human nature is diffused, could become universal only by its truth: those that never heard of one another would not have agreed in a tale which nothing but experience can make credible. That it is doubted by single cavillers, can very little weaken the general evidence; and some who deny it with their tongues confess it by their fears.