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... tell you . " " Let us hear him - let us hear him , " was repeated from different corners ; for , as Dr Dunder was observed to handle , re . cover , and present his notes , as if in order to resume his silenced fire , we were , to our ...
... tell you . " " Let us hear him - let us hear him , " was repeated from different corners ; for , as Dr Dunder was observed to handle , re . cover , and present his notes , as if in order to resume his silenced fire , we were , to our ...
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... tell ; -he believes at some of the government offices ; -or has heard that you have to make some application at the French ambassador's ; —or to call at the Alien Office ; -or , in fact , that Tom Such - a - one went to France by the ...
... tell ; -he believes at some of the government offices ; -or has heard that you have to make some application at the French ambassador's ; —or to call at the Alien Office ; -or , in fact , that Tom Such - a - one went to France by the ...
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... tell them over to a porter— The last edition see by Long : and Co. , Rees , Hurst , and Orme , our fathers in the Row . IV . Serendib found , deem not my tale a fiction- This Sultaun , whether lacking contradiction- ( A sort of ...
... tell them over to a porter— The last edition see by Long : and Co. , Rees , Hurst , and Orme , our fathers in the Row . IV . Serendib found , deem not my tale a fiction- This Sultaun , whether lacking contradiction- ( A sort of ...
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... tell me if I'm wrong . VII . The Omrahs , ' each with hand on scymitar , Gave , like Sempronius , still their voice for war- " The sabre of the Sultaun in its sheath Too long has slept , nor own'd the work of death ; Let the Tambourgi ...
... tell me if I'm wrong . VII . The Omrahs , ' each with hand on scymitar , Gave , like Sempronius , still their voice for war- " The sabre of the Sultaun in its sheath Too long has slept , nor own'd the work of death ; Let the Tambourgi ...
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... tell you truly , We think she dwells with one Giovanni Bulli ; A tramontane , a heretic , the buck , Poffarcdio ! still has all the luck ; By land or ocean never strikes his flag- And then - a perfect walking money - bag . " Off set our ...
... tell you truly , We think she dwells with one Giovanni Bulli ; A tramontane , a heretic , the buck , Poffarcdio ! still has all the luck ; By land or ocean never strikes his flag- And then - a perfect walking money - bag . " Off set our ...
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Página 213 - Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now.
Página 46 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Página 30 - Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Página 32 - And now my tongue's use is to me no more Than an unstringed viol, or a harp ; Or like a cunning instrument cas'd up, Or, being open, put into his hands That knows no touch to tune the harmony.
Página 174 - There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
Página 175 - Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are rude for thee ; But oh ! the choice what heart can doubt Of tents with love, or thrones without ? Our rocks are rough, but smiling there Th' acacia waves her yellow hair, Lonely and sweet, nor loved the less For flowering in a wilderness.
Página 33 - In chimney corner seek domestic joys — I love a prince will bid the bottle pass, Exchanging with his subjects glance and glass ; In fitting time, can, gayest of the gay, Keep up the jest, and mingle in the lay — Such Monarchs best our free-born humours suit, But Despots must be stately, stern, and mute.
Página 213 - He, who grown aged in this world of woe, In deeds, not years, piercing the depths of life, So that no wonder waits him...
Página 175 - Oh ! there are looks and tones that dart An instant sunshine through the heart, — As if the soul that minute caught Some treasure it through life had sought...