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... hours in the medley socie- ty or that crowded scene . Many agreeable peo- ple sought my regard . Amongst them , my neigh- bour , the young , the brave , the gallant , unfortu- nate Captain Arden , who has lost his right - arm in the ...
... hours in the medley socie- ty or that crowded scene . Many agreeable peo- ple sought my regard . Amongst them , my neigh- bour , the young , the brave , the gallant , unfortu- nate Captain Arden , who has lost his right - arm in the ...
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... hour , the snow fell in large flakes , and reminded us of Shakespeare's pretty description : " The seasons alter , hoary - headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the damask rose . " But no roses were there to spread their bosoms to such ...
... hour , the snow fell in large flakes , and reminded us of Shakespeare's pretty description : " The seasons alter , hoary - headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the damask rose . " But no roses were there to spread their bosoms to such ...
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... hour of dinner ; all your senses would be absorbed in one ; you would be all eye . " I smiled , and asked him to describe it : " What , in the first place , was its colour ? " — " Precisely that of a seraph's plume . " We laughed , as ...
... hour of dinner ; all your senses would be absorbed in one ; you would be all eye . " I smiled , and asked him to describe it : " What , in the first place , was its colour ? " — " Precisely that of a seraph's plume . " We laughed , as ...
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... hour is earlier much than his ; and when he does make a morn- ing call here , its bell generally summons me to that meal before he has been with me half an hour . He then always humorously exclaims , " Silence that dreadful bell , It ...
... hour is earlier much than his ; and when he does make a morn- ing call here , its bell generally summons me to that meal before he has been with me half an hour . He then always humorously exclaims , " Silence that dreadful bell , It ...
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... hours , when the rocks frown around you with solemn sternness , and the winds of winter are howling over the ocean ! Almost five years are elapsed since Dr Darwin left Lichfield . A handsome young widow , relict of Colonel Pool , by ...
... hours , when the rocks frown around you with solemn sternness , and the winds of winter are howling over the ocean ! Almost five years are elapsed since Dr Darwin left Lichfield . A handsome young widow , relict of Colonel Pool , by ...
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Page 218 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice...
Page 360 - 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.
Page 356 - Moreover the light of the moon shall be as the light of the sun, and the light of the sun shall be sevenfold, as the light of seven days, in the day that the LORD bindeth up the breach of his people, and healeth the stroke of their wound.
Page 110 - This pow'r has praise that virtue scarce can warm, Till fame supplies the universal charm. Yet Reason frowns on War's unequal game, Where wasted nations raise a single name; And mortgag'd states their grandsires...
Page 19 - Thou sun, of this great world both eye and soul, Acknowledge him thy greater ; sound his praise In thy eternal course, both when thou climb'st, And when high noon hast gain'd, and when thou fall'st.
Page 207 - Wing'd with red lightning and impetuous rage, Perhaps hath spent his shafts, and ceases now To bellow through the vast and boundless deep.
Page 219 - Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Page 360 - 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.
Page 218 - Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill...
Page 66 - he would hang a dog that read the ' Lycidas ' of Milton twice." " What, then," replied I, " must become of me, who can say it by heart ; and who often repeat it to myself with a delight, which grows by what it feeds upon ? " " Die," returned the growler,