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... took displeasure . Thus the matter standeth . " The count's son , called Gaston , grew and waxed goodly , and was married to the daughter of the Count of Armagnac , a fair lady , sister to the count that now is , the Lord Bertrand of ...
... took displeasure . Thus the matter standeth . " The count's son , called Gaston , grew and waxed goodly , and was married to the daughter of the Count of Armagnac , a fair lady , sister to the count that now is , the Lord Bertrand of ...
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... took him by the bosom , and found out the purse , and with his knife cut it from his bosom . The child was abashed , and stood still , and spake no word , and looked as pale as ashes for fear , and began to tremble . The Count of Foix ...
... took him by the bosom , and found out the purse , and with his knife cut it from his bosom . The child was abashed , and stood still , and spake no word , and looked as pale as ashes for fear , and began to tremble . The Count of Foix ...
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... took this opportunity to steal away . Upon entering my house , we found it filled with a multitude of plunderers , whom the officer , who was a colonel , ordered away . He then said he would take up his lodging with us , and having ...
... took this opportunity to steal away . Upon entering my house , we found it filled with a multitude of plunderers , whom the officer , who was a colonel , ordered away . He then said he would take up his lodging with us , and having ...
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... took . He then entered , barefoot , and from outside the woman said to him , in a low voice , shading the light of the lamp with her hand , " Softly , go softly . " When he got to the ladder , he mounted it , his knife between his teeth ...
... took . He then entered , barefoot , and from outside the woman said to him , in a low voice , shading the light of the lamp with her hand , " Softly , go softly . " When he got to the ladder , he mounted it , his knife between his teeth ...
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... took a sculler at the Temple Stairs , and set out for Greenwich . I asked him if he really thought a knowledge of the Greek and Latin languages an essential requisite to a good educa- tion . Johnson . " Most certainly , sir ; for those ...
... took a sculler at the Temple Stairs , and set out for Greenwich . I asked him if he really thought a knowledge of the Greek and Latin languages an essential requisite to a good educa- tion . Johnson . " Most certainly , sir ; for those ...
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Сторінка 251 - Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view...
Сторінка 251 - The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight...
Сторінка 251 - THE poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead ; That is the Grasshopper's — he takes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never done With his delights; for when tired out with fun He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed. The poetry of earth...
Сторінка 28 - All this long eve, so balmy and serene, Have I been gazing on the western sky, And its peculiar tint of yellow green : And still I gaze — and with how blank an eye...
Сторінка 204 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Сторінка 282 - The moon is up, and yet it is not night — Sunset divides the sky with her — a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains ; heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to be Melted to one vast Iris of the West, Where the day joins the past Eternity; While, on the other hand, meek Dian's crest Floats through the azure air — an island of the blest...
Сторінка 128 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd, so sanded ; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each. A cry more tuneable Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn, In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly : Judge when you hear.
Сторінка 189 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours: Where are they? With the years beyond the flood It is the signal that demands despatch: How much is to be done!
Сторінка 42 - As Sir Roger is landlord to the whole congregation, he keeps them in very good order, and will suffer nobody to sleep in it besides himself ; for if by chance he has been surprised into a short nap at sermon, upon recovering out of it he stands up and looks about him, and if he sees any body else nodding, either wakes them himself, or sends his servants to them.
Сторінка 252 - I stopped my horse lately where a great number of people were collected at an auction of merchants' goods. The hour of the sale not being come, they were conversing on the badness of the times; and one of the company called to a plain, clean, old man, with white locks: "Pray, Father Abraham, what think you of the times? Will not these heavy taxes quite ruin the country? How shall we ever be able to pay them? What would you advise us to do?" Father Abraham stood up and replied: "If you would have...