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Pagina 7
... thought Evan , " to go along through the pelting rain at this rate ! and the night coming on too ! Well , with all his whimsies , he is a good kind master ; and I'll follow him to the world's end - even such a night as this - if he ...
... thought Evan , " to go along through the pelting rain at this rate ! and the night coming on too ! Well , with all his whimsies , he is a good kind master ; and I'll follow him to the world's end - even such a night as this - if he ...
Pagina 10
our Old Books . Of poetry , the verse that is built upon pure thoughts , and that goes abroad through Nature to ... thought , Which comes and goes more faster than we see The fleckering flame that with the fire is wrought , My busy ...
our Old Books . Of poetry , the verse that is built upon pure thoughts , and that goes abroad through Nature to ... thought , Which comes and goes more faster than we see The fleckering flame that with the fire is wrought , My busy ...
Pagina 11
... thought for us . SONNET . Composed in the valley near Dover , on returning from France . Dear fellow - traveller ! here we are once more . The Cock that crows , the Smoke that curls , that sound Of Bells those Boys who , in your meadow ...
... thought for us . SONNET . Composed in the valley near Dover , on returning from France . Dear fellow - traveller ! here we are once more . The Cock that crows , the Smoke that curls , that sound Of Bells those Boys who , in your meadow ...
Pagina 17
... thought , for the corres- ponding day of the succeeding one was determined upon as that fittest for the festivity , which could not be celebrated on the 18th of November ; but we could then see nothing to prevent its being so on the ...
... thought , for the corres- ponding day of the succeeding one was determined upon as that fittest for the festivity , which could not be celebrated on the 18th of November ; but we could then see nothing to prevent its being so on the ...
Pagina 18
... thought of danger to the place where we sat , never once occurred to us . Eleven o'clock ar- rived , and , with a reluctance I was loath to exhibit , and could not then account for - but which was the same sensation the very brutes feel ...
... thought of danger to the place where we sat , never once occurred to us . Eleven o'clock ar- rived , and , with a reluctance I was loath to exhibit , and could not then account for - but which was the same sensation the very brutes feel ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 35 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Pagina 10 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Pagina 52 - And he saw the lean dogs beneath the wall Hold o'er the dead their carnival, Gorging and growling o'er carcass and limb; They were too busy to bark at him!
Pagina 145 - A rose's brief bright life of joy, Such unto him was given ; Go — thou must play alone, my boy! Thy brother is in heaven." "And has he left his birds and flowers; And must I call in vain? And through the long, long summer hours, Will he not come again? " And by the brook and in the glade Are all our wanderings o'er? Oh ! while my brother with me play'd, Would I had loved him more !
Pagina 10 - When icicles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail And Tom bears logs into the hall And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipp'd and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Pagina 153 - IT is not that my lot is low, That bids this silent tear to flow; It is not grief that bids me moan, It is that I am all alone.
Pagina 170 - I am not — the panegyrist of England. I am not dazzled by her riches, nor awed by her power. The sceptre, the mitre, and the coronet, — stars, garters, and blue ribbons, — seem to me poor things for great men to contend for. Nor is my admiration awakened by her armies mustered for the battles of Europe, her navies overshadowing the ocean, nor her empire grasping the farthest East.
Pagina 11 - Of the waves breaking on the chalky shore,— All, all are English. Oft have I looked round With joy in Kent's green vales ; but never found Myself so satisfied in heart before. Europe is yet in bonds ; but let that pass, Thought for another moment. Thou art free, My country ! and 'tis joy enough and pride For one hour's perfect bliss, to tread the grass Of England once again, and hear and see, With such a dear companion at my side.
Pagina 32 - ... masses, which he could not grasp readily with his teeth, he pushed forwards, leaning against them with his right fore-paw and his chin. He never carried anything on his tail, which he liked to dip in water, but he was not fond of plunging in the whole of his body. If his tail was kept moist he never cared to drink ; but if it was kept dry it became hot, and the animal appeared distressed, and would drink a great deal. It is not impossible that the tail may have the power of absorbing water, like...