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... tion , to the lowest of profligacy , he had left none untried ; and all alike had ceased to gratify him . He became indolent and apathetic , and found him- self , before the beard was yet black upon his lip , in the condition of a man ...
... tion , to the lowest of profligacy , he had left none untried ; and all alike had ceased to gratify him . He became indolent and apathetic , and found him- self , before the beard was yet black upon his lip , in the condition of a man ...
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... tion , " your Lordship will not attribute the fault— ” " I attribute it where it was due , sir , " replied the nobleman . " The fault was mine . " " Yours , my Lord ? I think the very last— ” " You drive too slow , sir . Imagine that ...
... tion , " your Lordship will not attribute the fault— ” " I attribute it where it was due , sir , " replied the nobleman . " The fault was mine . " " Yours , my Lord ? I think the very last— ” " You drive too slow , sir . Imagine that ...
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... tion , though he evinced powers sufficient to have fully effected that purpose . His son had received the education suitable for a liberal profession , but a direction of mind too desultory for any , until his seventeenth year , when he ...
... tion , though he evinced powers sufficient to have fully effected that purpose . His son had received the education suitable for a liberal profession , but a direction of mind too desultory for any , until his seventeenth year , when he ...
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... tion must be employed , but cannot be pressed into the service of art ; and that the independence of his mind should never yield to the shackles which the restraints of prudence threw over souls of a more vulgar mould and meaner ...
... tion must be employed , but cannot be pressed into the service of art ; and that the independence of his mind should never yield to the shackles which the restraints of prudence threw over souls of a more vulgar mould and meaner ...
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... tion and strength , and , as far as it was possible , to lead her poor babes to the same celestial fountain ; - and many a time did the little boys , kneeling on each side of their prostrate mother , with clasped hands and devout looks ...
... tion and strength , and , as far as it was possible , to lead her poor babes to the same celestial fountain ; - and many a time did the little boys , kneeling on each side of their prostrate mother , with clasped hands and devout looks ...
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Página 336 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broad-sword he weapon had none, He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Página 45 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Página 337 - 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. So boldly he...
Página 337 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied;— Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide— And now I am come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Página 336 - He stayed not for brake, and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske 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.
Página 242 - When the Lowlands shall meet thee in battle array ! For a field of the dead rushes red on my sight. And the clans of Culloden are scattered in fight : They rally, they bleed, for their kingdom and crown ; Woe, woe, to the riders that trample them down ! Proud Cumberland prances, insulting the slain, And their hoof-beaten bosoms are trod to the plain.
Página 98 - So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found, Among the faithless faithful only he; Among innumerable false unmoved, Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified, His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; Nor number nor example with him wrought To swerve from truth, or change his constant mind, Though single.
Página 337 - The bride kissed the goblet, the knight took it up ; He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup ; She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.
Página 88 - Because thou sayest, I am rich, and increased with goods, and have need of nothing; and knowest not that thou art wretched, and miserable, and poor, and blind, and naked...
Página 186 - Ye cannot drink the cup of the Lord, and the cup of devils: ye cannot be partakers of the Lord's table, and of the table of devils. 22 Do we provoke the Lord to jealousy ? are we stronger than he...