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... thee ; But an thou hadst been of ane gentyl strayne , I wold have bitten my gante " againe . " دو An instance of the importance at- tached to the circumstance of being seated above the salt , occurs in a much later work- " The Memorie ...
... thee ; But an thou hadst been of ane gentyl strayne , I wold have bitten my gante " againe . " دو An instance of the importance at- tached to the circumstance of being seated above the salt , occurs in a much later work- " The Memorie ...
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... thee hence , Go tell him that his thunders have no power To humble me , or wrest my secret from me . M. It was thy proud rebellion brought thee here , Else hadst thou from calamity been free . P. Thinkst thou that I would change these ...
... thee hence , Go tell him that his thunders have no power To humble me , or wrest my secret from me . M. It was thy proud rebellion brought thee here , Else hadst thou from calamity been free . P. Thinkst thou that I would change these ...
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... thee my spirit turns , While through a cloud the softened light On thy yellow dial burns . Ah , me ! my bosom inly bleeds To see the deep - worn path that leads Unto that open gate ! In silent blackness it doth tell How oft thy little ...
... thee my spirit turns , While through a cloud the softened light On thy yellow dial burns . Ah , me ! my bosom inly bleeds To see the deep - worn path that leads Unto that open gate ! In silent blackness it doth tell How oft thy little ...
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... thee , Even when thy back was at the wa ' ; An ' thou my proudest sang sall be , As lang as I hae breath to draw . Gae hang the coofs wha boded wae , An ' cauldness o'er thy efforts threw , Lauding the fellest , sternest fae , Frae ...
... thee , Even when thy back was at the wa ' ; An ' thou my proudest sang sall be , As lang as I hae breath to draw . Gae hang the coofs wha boded wae , An ' cauldness o'er thy efforts threw , Lauding the fellest , sternest fae , Frae ...
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... thee , Spleen ! To thee we owe full many a rare device ; - Thine is the sheaf of painted cards , I ween , The rolling billiard - ball , the rattling dice , The turning lathe for framing gimcrack nice ; The amateur's blotch'd pallet thou ...
... thee , Spleen ! To thee we owe full many a rare device ; - Thine is the sheaf of painted cards , I ween , The rolling billiard - ball , the rattling dice , The turning lathe for framing gimcrack nice ; The amateur's blotch'd pallet thou ...
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Page 365 - Appear like mice; and yon' tall anchoring bark, Diminish'd to her cock; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight: The murmuring surge, That on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high: — I'll look no more; Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong.
Page 449 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.
Page 365 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Page 270 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Page 284 - Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains: They crowned him long ago, On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow.
Page 483 - Fanning their odoriferous wings, dispense Native perfumes, and whisper whence they stole Those balmy spoils. As when to them who sail Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past Mozambic, off at sea north-east winds blow Sabean odours from the spicy shore Of Araby the Blest; with, such delay Well pleased they slack their course, and many a league Cheer'd with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles...
Page 277 - There was a time," he said, in mild, Heart-humbled tones, "thou blessed child! When, young and haply pure as thou, I looked and prayed like thee; but now — " He hung his head ; each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept — he wept! Blest tears of soul-felt penitence; In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can know. "There's a drop...
Page 278 - Then to advise how war may, best upheld, Move by her two main nerves, iron and gold, In all her equipage...
Page 286 - I do bear This punishment for both — that thou wilt be One of the blessed — and that I shall die ; For hitherto all hateful things conspire To bind me in existence — in a life Which makes me shrink from immortality — A future like the past.
Page 502 - Alas! — how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love ! Hearts that the world in vain had tried, And sorrow but more closely tied ; That stood the storm, when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea, When heaven was all tranquillity...