The Flowers of Literature: Consisting of Selections from History, Biography, Poetry, and Romance; Jeux D'esprit, Traditionary Relics, and Essays, with Translations from Approved Authors, Том 1 |
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No ! my love — thy bride shall never survive the fate that shall bow thee to the earth , but wither like a floweret on its stem when thou hast ceased to be . In the quiet grave we will repose together , and , locked in each other's arms ...
No ! my love — thy bride shall never survive the fate that shall bow thee to the earth , but wither like a floweret on its stem when thou hast ceased to be . In the quiet grave we will repose together , and , locked in each other's arms ...
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Manye a blooming flower she bore , O'er the green grass turf to throw ; And , while fast her teares did pour , Thus she sang to soothe her woe : is Soft and safe , thou lowly grave , Fast o'er thee my teares shall flowe ; Onlye hope the ...
Manye a blooming flower she bore , O'er the green grass turf to throw ; And , while fast her teares did pour , Thus she sang to soothe her woe : is Soft and safe , thou lowly grave , Fast o'er thee my teares shall flowe ; Onlye hope the ...
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-Thou hast carried me over five thousand dead bodies before breakfast , and twice saved my life - once when the allies left us in the lurch , and we were obliged to scamper for it ; once when our company fell into an ambush , and only ...
-Thou hast carried me over five thousand dead bodies before breakfast , and twice saved my life - once when the allies left us in the lurch , and we were obliged to scamper for it ; once when our company fell into an ambush , and only ...
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Phou wouldst not wish to be starved , and mauled , and worked to death , and thy . carcass given over to the nackers , wouldst thou ? Polly put down her head , and rubbed it against him , and while she was doing so , he tied a ...
Phou wouldst not wish to be starved , and mauled , and worked to death , and thy . carcass given over to the nackers , wouldst thou ? Polly put down her head , and rubbed it against him , and while she was doing so , he tied a ...
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Then farewell , Thou whom my woman's heart cherish'd so long : Farewell , and be this song The last , wherein I say “ I loved thee well . ” Many a weary strain ( Never yet heard by thee ) hath this poor breath Utter'd , of love and ...
Then farewell , Thou whom my woman's heart cherish'd so long : Farewell , and be this song The last , wherein I say “ I loved thee well . ” Many a weary strain ( Never yet heard by thee ) hath this poor breath Utter'd , of love and ...
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Сторінка 326 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs, Which ne'er might be repeated...
Сторінка 59 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
Сторінка 93 - As we sat round the dull light of a lamp in the cabin, that made the gloom more ghastly, every one had his tale of shipwreck and disaster, I was particularly struck with a short one related by the captain.
Сторінка 327 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's...
Сторінка 326 - And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war ; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar ; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star ; While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips — " The foe ! They come ! they come ! " And wild and high the "Cameron's gathering...
Сторінка 184 - O'erthrew Osiris, Orus, Apis, Isis, And shook the pyramids with fear and wonder When the gigantic Memnon fell asunder...
Сторінка 326 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, - alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope shall moulder cold and low.
Сторінка 183 - Revisiting the glimpses of the moon, Not like thin ghosts, or disembodied creatures, But with thy bones and flesh, and limbs and features. Tell us, for doubtless thou canst recollect, To whom should we assign the Sphinx's...
Сторінка 325 - As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before! Arm! arm! it is— it is— the cannon's opening roar! Within a windowed niche of that high hall Sate Brunswick's fated chieftain; he did hear That sound, the first amidst the festival, And caught its tone with Death's prophetic ear...
Сторінка 325 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance ! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet...
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| Назва | The Flowers of Literature: Consisting of Selections from History, Biography, Poetry, and Romance; Jeux D'esprit, Traditionary Relics, and Essays, with Translations from Approved Authors, Том 1 The Flowers of Literature: Consisting of Selections from History, Biography, Poetry, and Romance; Jeux D'esprit, Traditionary Relics, and Essays, with Translations from Approved Authors, William Oxberry Том 1 з серії The flowers of literature, William Henry Oxberry |
| Автор | William Oxberry |
| Видання | 2 |
| Видавець | T. Tegg, 1824 |
| Оригінал із | Гарвардський університет |
| Оцифровано | 16 лис. 2007 |
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