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Pagina 14
... woman , who makes so conspicuous a figure in the story , and though the reputation of a minstrel was then but indifferent , Simon Glover's daughter soon felt an interest in the fate of the fair wanderer . They were not permitted to quit ...
... woman , who makes so conspicuous a figure in the story , and though the reputation of a minstrel was then but indifferent , Simon Glover's daughter soon felt an interest in the fate of the fair wanderer . They were not permitted to quit ...
Pagina 19
... woman , came towards me . They were engaged in a most vivacious conversation , and wore the dress of the Wexford peasantry . They talked loudly and laughed immoderately , but I could not catch a single word of what they were saying ...
... woman , came towards me . They were engaged in a most vivacious conversation , and wore the dress of the Wexford peasantry . They talked loudly and laughed immoderately , but I could not catch a single word of what they were saying ...
Pagina 33
... woman , with a little girl by the hand . The child talks feelingly , while trudging through the mud , and it is about the price of bread , and potatoes , and cabbages ; she dreams not of toys or dolls ; she has grown beyond the ...
... woman , with a little girl by the hand . The child talks feelingly , while trudging through the mud , and it is about the price of bread , and potatoes , and cabbages ; she dreams not of toys or dolls ; she has grown beyond the ...
Pagina 34
... woman . Life's cup comes unblessed to her lips . If she lives to a ' green old age , ' she looks back upon the world , unable to recall one day free from heart - corroding care . Once more I find my fingers playing with the loose silver ...
... woman . Life's cup comes unblessed to her lips . If she lives to a ' green old age , ' she looks back upon the world , unable to recall one day free from heart - corroding care . Once more I find my fingers playing with the loose silver ...
Pagina 45
... Woman is not the soft sex , my dear Fan , Or why is her heart hard as stone ! Pray , tell me , was Eve formed of flesh , like the man ? No , no , she was formed of the bone . EXTRACTS FROM THE COMMON - PLACE BOOK OF A LITERARY HOURS OF ...
... Woman is not the soft sex , my dear Fan , Or why is her heart hard as stone ! Pray , tell me , was Eve formed of flesh , like the man ? No , no , she was formed of the bone . EXTRACTS FROM THE COMMON - PLACE BOOK OF A LITERARY HOURS OF ...
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Pagina 265 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined and unknown.
Pagina 253 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Pagina 196 - is the key of heaven and of hell; a drop of blood shed in the cause of God, a night spent in arms, is of more avail than two months of fasting and prayer; whosoever falls in battle, his sins are forgiven; at the day of judgment his wounds shall be resplendent as vermilion, and odoriferous as musk; and the loss of his limbs shall be supplied by the wings of angels and cherubim.
Pagina 150 - For while with their knife which they hold in one hand they cut the meate out of the dish, they fasten their forke which they hold in their other hand upon the same dish...
Pagina 259 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but nature more...
Pagina 69 - And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom!
Pagina 3 - Thou need'st nor helm nor cuirass, now, —Beyond the Grecian hero's boast, — Thou wilt not quail thy naked brow, Nor shrink before a myriad host, — For head and heel alike are sound, A thousand arrows cannot wound ! Thy mother is not in thy dreams, With that wild...
Pagina 42 - He seems indeed to be the model of that perfect character, which, under the denomination of a sage or wise man, philosophers have been fond of delineating, rather as a fiction of their imagination, than in hopes of ever seeing it really existing...
Pagina 258 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed; in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime, — The image of Eternity, the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Pagina 144 - I look for Ghosts; but none will force Their way to me: — 'tis falsely said That there was ever intercourse Between the living and the dead; For, surely, then I should have sight Of Him I wait for day and night, With love and longings infinite.