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Pagina 19
... thou lookest in thy beauty from the clouds . He spoke disinterestedly , reason- ably , philosophically , particularly , peremptorily , authoritatively , un- hesitatingly , and extemporaneously . Acts , chaise , Copts , fifths , judged ...
... thou lookest in thy beauty from the clouds . He spoke disinterestedly , reason- ably , philosophically , particularly , peremptorily , authoritatively , un- hesitatingly , and extemporaneously . Acts , chaise , Copts , fifths , judged ...
Pagina 20
... thou art in thine own desire . There is a torment in a never - meddling and an ever - meddling man . Both sex of the sects were outrageous . He was a sad dangler and a sad angler . Abel an able man , and with his axe acts the part of a ...
... thou art in thine own desire . There is a torment in a never - meddling and an ever - meddling man . Both sex of the sects were outrageous . He was a sad dangler and a sad angler . Abel an able man , and with his axe acts the part of a ...
Pagina 26
... thou go / and no farther ! " We may learn from this / I think / that a little sense will go a long way in a king ; and that courtiers are not easily cured of flattery / nor kings of a liking for it . If the courtiers of Canute had not ...
... thou go / and no farther ! " We may learn from this / I think / that a little sense will go a long way in a king ; and that courtiers are not easily cured of flattery / nor kings of a liking for it . If the courtiers of Canute had not ...
Pagina 27
... thou wouldest he should do unto thee.- Volney . RULE V. Direct questions — those which may be answered by yes or no— usually take the rising inflection . Pause after each question . ( 77. ) What inflection is proper will be determined ...
... thou wouldest he should do unto thee.- Volney . RULE V. Direct questions — those which may be answered by yes or no— usually take the rising inflection . Pause after each question . ( 77. ) What inflection is proper will be determined ...
Pagina 32
... Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother ! Oh where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it / and weep no more ? Is it / where the flower of the orange blows / And the fire - flies dance through the myrtle - boughs ? " " Not ...
... Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother ! Oh where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it / and weep no more ? Is it / where the flower of the orange blows / And the fire - flies dance through the myrtle - boughs ? " " Not ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 128 - I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea...
Pagina 308 - Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers. The sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures; 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil.
Pagina 271 - In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament? There is no vice so simple, but assumes Some mark of virtue on his outward parts...
Pagina 30 - I met a little cottage girl: she was eight years old/ she said; her hair was thick with many a curl that clustered round her head.
Pagina 52 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all ; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents...
Pagina 38 - John Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
Pagina 34 - As a sick girl. Ye gods ! it doth amaze me A man of such a feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world And bear the palm alone.
Pagina 43 - Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair! How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging, And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows; Yet the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling, And the wrangling, How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells Of the bells Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells In the clamor...
Pagina 52 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing: It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one...
Pagina 281 - Lenore !"Merely this and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, All my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping Something louder than before. " Surely," said I, " surely that is Something at my window lattice : Let me see then what thereat is, And this mystery explore — Let my heart be still a moment And this mystery explore ; — 'Tis the wind and nothing more.