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Pagina 3
... less prolific in attractions.i A great part of the town se divise en . départements.- .g çante . a sept lieues de.- ville de province.- Lutèce . Cité . On peut.comme.- a Rhin.- commer- e dn'était du temps.- qu'une qu'on nomme aujourd ...
... less prolific in attractions.i A great part of the town se divise en . départements.- .g çante . a sept lieues de.- ville de province.- Lutèce . Cité . On peut.comme.- a Rhin.- commer- e dn'était du temps.- qu'une qu'on nomme aujourd ...
Pagina 12
... less effect when , in April , 1764 , he made his appearance in England . He composed several celebrated operas , and his " Re- quiem , " the last of his works . He died on * the 5th of December , 1792 , at the age of thirty - seven.s ...
... less effect when , in April , 1764 , he made his appearance in England . He composed several celebrated operas , and his " Re- quiem , " the last of his works . He died on * the 5th of December , 1792 , at the age of thirty - seven.s ...
Pagina 32
... less care than usual.a " I pray you , " said the king , though my head be not long to remain on my shoulders , take the same pains as usual ; I wish to be as trim to - day as a bride- groom . " c As he was dressing , he asked to have a ...
... less care than usual.a " I pray you , " said the king , though my head be not long to remain on my shoulders , take the same pains as usual ; I wish to be as trim to - day as a bride- groom . " c As he was dressing , he asked to have a ...
Pagina 40
... less than an * hundred soldiers being sometimes har- nessed to a single cannon . The carriagesP and wheels being taken to pieces , were slung on poles , and borne on men's shoulders . The powder and shots , " packed into boxes of fir ...
... less than an * hundred soldiers being sometimes har- nessed to a single cannon . The carriagesP and wheels being taken to pieces , were slung on poles , and borne on men's shoulders . The powder and shots , " packed into boxes of fir ...
Pagina 80
... less conspicuoush as a * statesman than as an * admiral , he was raised to the rank of viscount . FERDINAND AND ISABELLA . 103. Ferdinand , King of Aragon and Leon , sur- named " The Catholic , " was bornk in 1452 , and married1 the ...
... less conspicuoush as a * statesman than as an * admiral , he was raised to the rank of viscount . FERDINAND AND ISABELLA . 103. Ferdinand , King of Aragon and Leon , sur- named " The Catholic , " was bornk in 1452 , and married1 the ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 207 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Pagina 205 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair ? Which way I fly is hell ; myself am hell ; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me, opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.
Pagina 196 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Pagina 203 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Pagina 206 - So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse : all good to me is lost ; Evil, be thou my good : by thee at least Divided empire with heaven's King I hold, By thee, and more than half perhaps will reign ; As man ere long and this new world shall know.
Pagina 185 - This, madam, was your situation; and what have I done for you? I have made you a woman of fashion. of fortune, of rank — in short, I have made you my wife.
Pagina 197 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Pagina 169 - I CONSIDER a human soul without education like marble in the quarry, which shows none of its inherent beauties; until the skill of the polisher fetches out the colours, makes the surface shine, and discovers every ornamental cloud, spot, and vein that runs through the body of it.
Pagina 202 - Happy the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound ; Content to breathe his native air In his own ground.
Pagina 204 - O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion, like the god Of this new world ; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...