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... but the happy omens of that day were clouded shortly after by events which , though they did not shake the amity of the two nations , introduced a coldness between the two Royal families never wholly removed during the remaining ...
... but the happy omens of that day were clouded shortly after by events which , though they did not shake the amity of the two nations , introduced a coldness between the two Royal families never wholly removed during the remaining ...
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... but the happy omens of stances . The weather is splendid , and the that day were clouded shortly after by events period of the year promises to us as long a which , though they did not shake the amity of continuance of bright suns ...
... but the happy omens of stances . The weather is splendid , and the that day were clouded shortly after by events period of the year promises to us as long a which , though they did not shake the amity of continuance of bright suns ...
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... were of bayonets , and , by and by , the distant rattle circumstances of such happy augury that the of musketry converted the long dark streak Queen seemed to bring victory and good for- into lines of French soldiery .
... were of bayonets , and , by and by , the distant rattle circumstances of such happy augury that the of musketry converted the long dark streak Queen seemed to bring victory and good for- into lines of French soldiery .
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Dare we hope that into the forest and from its crest descending her benignant presence there is a happy omen into the well wooded valley in which Louis le for the future , and that henceforth ...
Dare we hope that into the forest and from its crest descending her benignant presence there is a happy omen into the well wooded valley in which Louis le for the future , and that henceforth ...
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... like happy hearts , wherever they are , for they the clear water filterin ' over a rocky ledge , made mine happy that day ; ay , and for many and glitterin ' like little spangles over moss an hour afterwards , as I just think over ...
... like happy hearts , wherever they are , for they the clear water filterin ' over a rocky ledge , made mine happy that day ; ay , and for many and glitterin ' like little spangles over moss an hour afterwards , as I just think over ...
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Page 134 - I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Page 16 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies; The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight. Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.
Page 33 - There is but one With whom she has heart to be gay. When will the dancers leave her alone? She is weary of dance and play." Now half to the setting moon are gone, And half to the rising day; Low on the sand and loud on the stone The last wheel echoes away.
Page 346 - tis certain ; very sure, very sure : death, as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all ; all shall die.
Page 134 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Page 33 - She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is corning, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near"; And the white rose weeps, "She is late"; The larkspur listens, "I hear, I hear"; And the lily whispers, "I wait.
Page 30 - Sooner or later I too may passively take the print Of the golden age - why not? I have neither hope nor trust; May make my heart as a millstone, set my face as a flint, Cheat and be cheated, and die: who knows? we are ashes and dust.
Page 33 - For the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the rose is blown.
Page 33 - For ever and ever, mine.' VI And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clash'd in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood, For I heard your rivulet fall From the lake to the meadow and on to the wood, Our wood, that is dearer than all...
Page 127 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales, that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem...