The American Library of Art, Literature and Song, Volumen4Carson Stewart & Company, 1886 |
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... tears a favorable augury for their petition . These innocent victims were generally bought by the priests of parents who were poor , but who stifled the voice of nature - probably less at the sugges- tions of poverty than of a wretched ...
... tears a favorable augury for their petition . These innocent victims were generally bought by the priests of parents who were poor , but who stifled the voice of nature - probably less at the sugges- tions of poverty than of a wretched ...
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... tears , awakens with a sob From its blank desolation and shrieks on . ANNA DRINKER ( Edith May ) . A DROPPED TRINKET . AT Reigate , underneath the trees , The autumn ferns were crisped with brown , Javelin in hand . From the north wings ...
... tears , awakens with a sob From its blank desolation and shrieks on . ANNA DRINKER ( Edith May ) . A DROPPED TRINKET . AT Reigate , underneath the trees , The autumn ferns were crisped with brown , Javelin in hand . From the north wings ...
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... tears that ceased not Commiseration ; soon his heart relented Toward her , his life so late and sole delight Now at his feet submissive in distress , Creature so fair his reconcilement seeking , His counsel whom she had displeased , his ...
... tears that ceased not Commiseration ; soon his heart relented Toward her , his life so late and sole delight Now at his feet submissive in distress , Creature so fair his reconcilement seeking , His counsel whom she had displeased , his ...
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... tears Watering the ground , and with their sighs the air Frequenting , sent from hearts contrite , in sign Of sorrow unfeigned and humiliation meek . JOHN MILTON . A CHRISTMAS HYMN . T was the calm and silent night : IT Seven hundred ...
... tears Watering the ground , and with their sighs the air Frequenting , sent from hearts contrite , in sign Of sorrow unfeigned and humiliation meek . JOHN MILTON . A CHRISTMAS HYMN . T was the calm and silent night : IT Seven hundred ...
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... Tears and kisses - that lady of yours . T of old By the tideless , dolorous midland sea . In a land of sand and ruin ... tears were shed on his face Or ever the life in his face was shed . The sharp tears fell through her hair , and ...
... Tears and kisses - that lady of yours . T of old By the tideless , dolorous midland sea . In a land of sand and ruin ... tears were shed on his face Or ever the life in his face was shed . The sharp tears fell through her hair , and ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Adonis Agni Apollyon arms beauty beneath blessed Blue Peter Brahmans breast breath bright Canute Captain Car child cried Cytherea dark dead dear death door dream earl earth eyes Fabius face fair father fear fire flowers geological periods gods grave hair hand Hannibal happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven honor Inchcape Rock Indra Jack Johnny king knew LADY TEAZ leave light lips live look Lord Mesty Michelangelo mind morning mother never night o'er once passed Pauline Pindar provost replied Rorie round SAMUEL F. B. MORSE seemed silent Silurian SIR PET sleep smile Soma song soul Starvieston stood sweet tears tell Teresa thee thing thou thought tion Turin turned Twas Veda Violet Vixen voice Vritra wife wild wind woman wonder words young youth
Pasajes populares
Página 99 - Why, well ; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Página 101 - Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Página 156 - 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 Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope shall moulder cold and low.
Página 29 - Oh ! why did God, Creator wise, that peopled highest heaven With spirits masculine, create at last This novelty on earth, this fair defect Of nature, and not fill the world at once With men as angels without feminine, Or find some other way to generate Mankind?
Página 251 - Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that ! What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin grey and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man for a
Página 434 - 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.
Página 462 - Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, — where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles, — 'tis naught to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste, as in the city full ; And where he vital breathes, there must be joy.
Página 462 - From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
Página 298 - One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he ; The next with dirges due in sad array ' Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne, — Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 298 - ... unlettered muse, The place of fame and elegy supply; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er...