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... look of hers is able to put all face - physic out of countenance . She knows a fair look is but a dumb orator to commend virtue , therefore minds it not . All her excellences stand in her so silently , as if they had stolen upon her ...
... look of hers is able to put all face - physic out of countenance . She knows a fair look is but a dumb orator to commend virtue , therefore minds it not . All her excellences stand in her so silently , as if they had stolen upon her ...
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... look like her ; he knows the condition of the world , that he must act one thing , like another , and then another ; to these he carries his desires , and not his desires him , and sticks not fast by the way , ( for that contentment is ...
... look like her ; he knows the condition of the world , that he must act one thing , like another , and then another ; to these he carries his desires , and not his desires him , and sticks not fast by the way , ( for that contentment is ...
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... look down upon him with a fixed and drooping regard ; and again lift his head on high , and open his horrible throat , and prolong a roar , as of distant thunder , for several minutes together . They attempted , but in vain , to convey ...
... look down upon him with a fixed and drooping regard ; and again lift his head on high , and open his horrible throat , and prolong a roar , as of distant thunder , for several minutes together . They attempted , but in vain , to convey ...
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... laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider - press , with patient look , Thou watchest the last oozings , hours by hours . Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay , where 32 [ VARIOUS . HALF - HOURS WITH THE BEST AUTHORS . Autumn.
... laden head across a brook ; Or by a cider - press , with patient look , Thou watchest the last oozings , hours by hours . Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay , where 32 [ VARIOUS . HALF - HOURS WITH THE BEST AUTHORS . Autumn.
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... look lovely . All to you Is dark and cheerless ; you in this fair world See some destroying principle abroad , Air , earth , and water , full of living things , Each on the other preying ; and the ways Of man , a strange , perplexing ...
... look lovely . All to you Is dark and cheerless ; you in this fair world See some destroying principle abroad , Air , earth , and water , full of living things , Each on the other preying ; and the ways Of man , a strange , perplexing ...
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Сторінка 55 - And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold : And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald. And through the drifts the snowy clifts Did send a dismal sheen : Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken — The ice was all between. The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around : It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound...
Сторінка 58 - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Сторінка 59 - Doth close behind him tread. But soon there breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew.
Сторінка 55 - And now the STORM-BLAST came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled. And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.
Сторінка 30 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Сторінка 176 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again...
Сторінка 82 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind...
Сторінка 58 - O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware : Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware.
Сторінка 212 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long...
Сторінка 235 - ... and seldom sincerely to give a true account of their gift of reason, to the benefit and use of men: as if there were sought in knowledge a couch, whereupon to rest a searching and restless spirit; or a terrace, for a wandering and variable mind to walk up and down with a fair prospect; or a tower of state, for a proud mind to raise itself upon; or a fort or commanding ground, for strife and contention; or a shop, for profit or sale; and not a rich storehouse, for the glory of the Creator and...