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... eye and ear for every- thing ; and the way in which she occasion- ally hummed to her sleeping babe , stooped VOL . VIII . N. S. to gather a flower for the little one that held its father's hand , or gazed - her hand shading her eyes ...
... eye and ear for every- thing ; and the way in which she occasion- ally hummed to her sleeping babe , stooped VOL . VIII . N. S. to gather a flower for the little one that held its father's hand , or gazed - her hand shading her eyes ...
Pagina 16
... eyes Would fill with tears , as in his simple phrase , He told how good , and pure , and dear to all Evena was , the flower of Rabenfels . * * * * Another year has nearly run its round ; Has fretted through its infancy , played out With ...
... eyes Would fill with tears , as in his simple phrase , He told how good , and pure , and dear to all Evena was , the flower of Rabenfels . * * * * Another year has nearly run its round ; Has fretted through its infancy , played out With ...
Pagina 17
... eye Afford , but in their secret nature lurks A mystic spell , most potent to revive The drooping memory , and to its home ... eyes , right forward into space , Like the grim dead , whom when the shroud- ing snows Glide from the mountain ...
... eye Afford , but in their secret nature lurks A mystic spell , most potent to revive The drooping memory , and to its home ... eyes , right forward into space , Like the grim dead , whom when the shroud- ing snows Glide from the mountain ...
Pagina 18
... eyes . He flung himself upon the oaken floor , And played with them awhile - then on his hand Resting his head , gazed long and earnestly Upon them . Slowly from their inner springs Welled forth the tear - drops to his eyes : the ...
... eyes . He flung himself upon the oaken floor , And played with them awhile - then on his hand Resting his head , gazed long and earnestly Upon them . Slowly from their inner springs Welled forth the tear - drops to his eyes : the ...
Pagina 28
... eye in her affection for colour . However , not having anything to do with the eye , we will not look beyond our nose ... eyes must be nothing meaner than either stars or diamonds . Should her locks be carrotty , a touch of the poet's ...
... eye in her affection for colour . However , not having anything to do with the eye , we will not look beyond our nose ... eyes must be nothing meaner than either stars or diamonds . Should her locks be carrotty , a touch of the poet's ...
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Pagina 378 - I find a magic bark. I leap on board; no helmsman steers; I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light! Three angels bear the Holy Grail; With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory slides, And starlike mingles with the stars. When on my goodly charger borne Thro' dreaming towns I go, The cock crows ere the Christmas morn, The streets are dumb with snow.
Pagina 378 - My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory slides, And star-like mingles with the stars. When on my goodly charger borne Thro' dreaming towns I go, The cock crows ere the Christmas morn, The streets are dumb with snow. The tempest crackles on the leads, And, ringing, spins from brand and mail ; But o'er the dark a glory spreads, And gilds the driving hail.
Pagina 54 - Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town ! But northward far, with purer blaze, On Ochil mountains fell the rays, And as each heathy top they kissed, It gleamed a purple amethyst.
Pagina 93 - For I say unto you, That unto every one which hath shall be given; and from him that hath not, even that he hath shall be taken away from him.
Pagina 341 - you ought to lock up your kings better; they will carry off the body too, if you don't take care.' The glorious names of Henry the Fifth and queen Elizabeth gave the knight great opportunities of shining, and of doing justice to Sir Richard Baker, who, as our knight observed with some surprise, had a great many kings in him, whose monuments he had not seen in the abbey.
Pagina 378 - The stalls are void, the doors are wide, The tapers burning fair. Fair gleams the snowy altar-cloth, The silver vessels sparkle clean, The shrill bell rings, the censer swings, And solemn chaunts resound between.
Pagina 175 - What, sir! about a ghost?" JOHNSON (with solemn vehemence) : "Yes, madam: this is a question which, after five thousand years, is yet undecided; a question, whether in theology or philosophy, one of the most important that can come before the human understanding.
Pagina 344 - After such men, it might be thought ridiculous to speak of Stage Players; but seeing excellency in the meanest things deserves remembering, and Roscius the Comedian is recorded in History with such commendation, it may be allowed us to do the like with some of our Nation. Richard Bourhidge, and Edward Allen, two such Actors, as no age must ever look to see the like...
Pagina 36 - Oh, that I were The viewless spirit of a lovely sound, A living voice, a breathing harmony, A bodiless enjoyment — born and dying With the blest tone which made me ! Enter from below a CHAMOIS HUNTER.
Pagina 205 - Dykvelt, to give you assurances under my own hand, that my .places and the king's favour I set at nought, in comparison of being true to my religion. In all things but this the king may command me ; and I call God to witness, that even with joy I should expose my life for his service, so sensible am I of his favours.