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... cannot do, — but in engaging our hearts' tolerant respect and confidence
towards those who actually developed its principles at first-hand, its original
disciples, who brought it into discredit afterwards by the very fidelity of their
loyalty to it.
... cannot do, — but in engaging our hearts' tolerant respect and confidence
towards those who actually developed its principles at first-hand, its original
disciples, who brought it into discredit afterwards by the very fidelity of their
loyalty to it.
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So Vivia, too, sits down at Bel- tran's feet that day, and busies herself with those
pink plumes of the spoonbill's wings which he brought home to her, — so that,
when he wakes, he sees her standing there like the spirit of his dream, her dark ...
So Vivia, too, sits down at Bel- tran's feet that day, and busies herself with those
pink plumes of the spoonbill's wings which he brought home to her, — so that,
when he wakes, he sees her standing there like the spirit of his dream, her dark ...
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A ghastly visage, a shrunken form, a crippled limb, were what he brought home
from the war. With his one foot upon the threshold, he paused, and turned the
face, gray under all its trace of weather, and furrowed, though so young, to meet
the ...
A ghastly visage, a shrunken form, a crippled limb, were what he brought home
from the war. With his one foot upon the threshold, he paused, and turned the
face, gray under all its trace of weather, and furrowed, though so young, to meet
the ...
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Even if Tom Brown brought in Ponto and his shooting-bag, there was nothing in
that parlor to strike terror into man and dog ; for it was written on the face of things
, that everybody there was to do just as he or she pleased. There were my books
...
Even if Tom Brown brought in Ponto and his shooting-bag, there was nothing in
that parlor to strike terror into man and dog ; for it was written on the face of things
, that everybody there was to do just as he or she pleased. There were my books
...
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Arty and Tom brought home their college friends, who straightway took root there
and seemed to fancy themselves a part of us. AVe had no reception-rooms apart,
whferc the girls were to receive young gentlemen ; all the courting and flirting ...
Arty and Tom brought home their college friends, who straightway took root there
and seemed to fancy themselves a part of us. AVe had no reception-rooms apart,
whferc the girls were to receive young gentlemen ; all the courting and flirting ...
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Seite 225 - The wind'flower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow; But on the hill the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood, And the yellow sun-flower by the brook...
Seite 300 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Seite 432 - Bring me my bow of burning gold ; Bring me my arrows of desire ; Bring me my spear : O clouds, unfold ; Bring me my chariot of fire. I will not cease from mental fight, Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand, Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant land.
Seite 537 - Our little habitation was situated at the foot of a sloping hill, sheltered with a beautiful underwood behind, and a prattling river before ; on one side a meadow, on the other a green.
Seite 382 - I must do it, as it were, in such weight, measure, and number, even so perfectly as God made the world, or else I am so sharply taunted, so cruelly threatened, yea, presently, sometimes with pinches, nips, and bobs, and other ways, which I will not name for the honour I bear them, so without measure misordered, that I think myself in hell, till time come that I must go to Mr.
Seite 426 - What the hammer ? what the chain ? In what furnace was thy brain ? What the anvil ? what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp ? When the stars threw down their spears, And watered heaven with their tears, Did he smile his work to see ? Did he who made the lamb make thee...
Seite 222 - midst grief began, And grew with years, and faltered not in death. Full many a mighty name Lurks in thy depths, unuttered, unrevered : With thee are silent fame, Forgotten arts, and wisdom disappeared.
Seite 225 - Come when the rains Have glazed the snow, and clothed the trees with ice ; While the slant sun of February pours Into the bowers a flood of light. Approach ! • The incrusted surface shall upbear thy steps, And the broad arching portals of the grove Welcome thy entering. Look ! the massy trunks Are cased in the pure crystal ; each light spray, Nodding and tinkling in the breath of heaven, Is studded with its trembling water-drops, That glimmer with an amethystine light. But round the parent stem...
Seite 223 - THE stormy March is come at last, With wind, and cloud, and changing skies; I hear the rushing of the blast, That through the snowy valley flies. Ah, passing few are they who speak, Wild stormy month! in praise of thee ; Yet, though thy winds are loud and bleak, Thou art a welcome month to me. For thou, to northern lands, again The glad and glorious sun dost bring...
Seite 325 - I MOURN no more my vanished years : Beneath a tender rain, An April rain of smiles and tears, My heart is young again. The west- winds blow, and, singing low, I hear the glad streams run ; The windows of my soul I throw Wide open to the sun.