PoemsT. Cadell, 1822 - 319 стор. |
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... says , " Yes " . Appellee says , " Yes " . 2. If Trial Court had jurisdiction , are not motions . to set aside Decree unseasonably filed , and Trial Court without authority to rule on said motions ? Trial Court says , " Yes " . Appellee ...
... says , " Yes " . Appellee says , " Yes " . 2. If Trial Court had jurisdiction , are not motions . to set aside Decree unseasonably filed , and Trial Court without authority to rule on said motions ? Trial Court says , " Yes " . Appellee ...
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... says, “Not all of it. Just the ... you know.” “I'm to talk about the you know?” Malcolm says, “People need to hear it.” “What people?” Malcolm says, “Everybody. These are sad times.” “I can't change the times.” Malcolm says,“It's asad ...
... says, “Not all of it. Just the ... you know.” “I'm to talk about the you know?” Malcolm says, “People need to hear it.” “What people?” Malcolm says, “Everybody. These are sad times.” “I can't change the times.” Malcolm says,“It's asad ...
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... says He is. He will do everything the word says He will do. We are what the word says we are. If God says we are strong, we are. If He says we are healed, we are. So,
... says He is. He will do everything the word says He will do. We are what the word says we are. If God says we are strong, we are. If He says we are healed, we are. So,
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... say it is mysterious . The question is , Can miracles be proved possible ? and it is the proof of it we have to deal with here . And if he says the existence is the same , I will ask him how he can separate them in thought , and give ...
... say it is mysterious . The question is , Can miracles be proved possible ? and it is the proof of it we have to deal with here . And if he says the existence is the same , I will ask him how he can separate them in thought , and give ...
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... say. “You only have a few more minutes and your window to have the IV medication is gone,” the neurologist says. I remember his face. He was at the stroke and A-Fib seminar Bill and I went to a couple of weeks ago. Bill looked at him ...
... say. “You only have a few more minutes and your window to have the IV medication is gone,” the neurologist says. I remember his face. He was at the stroke and A-Fib seminar Bill and I went to a couple of weeks ago. Bill looked at him ...
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Сторінка 207 - With hound in leash and hawk in hood, The Boy of Egremond was seen. * Blithe was his song, a song of yore ; But where the rock is rent in two, And the river rushes through...
Сторінка 16 - Venice should blush to hear the Muse relate, When exile wore his blooming years away, To sorrow's long soliloquies a prey, When reason, justice, vainly urged his cause, For this he roused her sanguinary laws ; Glad to return, though Hope could grant no more, And chains and torture hailed him to the shore. And hence the charm historic scenes impart; Hence Tiber awes, and Avon melts the heart.
Сторінка 108 - Thou shalt rise up before the hoary head, and honour the face of the old man, and fear thy God : I am the LORD.
Сторінка 87 - Twas thine, Maria, thine without a sigh At midnight in a sister's arms to die. Oh thou wert lovely ; lovely was thy frame, And pure thy spirit as from heaven it came : And when recalled to join the blest above Thou diedst a victim to exceeding love, Nursing the young1 to health.
Сторінка 29 - SWEET MEMORY, wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail, To view the fairy-haunts of long-lost hours, Blest with far greener shades, far fresher flowers. Ages and climes remote to Thee impart What charms in Genius and refines in Art ; Thee, in whose hands the keys of Science dwell, The pensive portress of her holy cell ; Whose constant vigils chase the chilling damp Oblivion steals upon her vestal-lamp.
Сторінка 199 - They stand between the mountains and the sea ; Awful memorials, but of whom we know not ! The seaman, passing, gazes from the deck. The buffalo-driver, in his shaggy cloak, Points to the work of magic and moves on.
Сторінка 38 - Than when the shades of time serenely fall On every broken arch and ivied wall; The tender images we love to trace, Steal from each year a melancholy grace ! And as the sparks of social love expand, As the heart opens in a foreign land; And, with a brother's warmth, a brother's smile, The stranger greets each native of his isle...
Сторінка 175 - Go — you may call it madness, folly ; You shall not chase my gloom away. There's such a charm in melancholy, I would not, if I could, be gay.
Сторінка 217 - MINE be a cot beside the hill ; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear ; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near.
Сторінка 229 - Quaff fragrant nectar from their cups of gold. There shall thy wings, rich as an evening sky, Expand and shut with silent ecstasy ! —Yet wert thou once a worm, a thing that crept On the bare earth, then wrought a tomb and slept. And such is man ; soon from his cell of clay To burst a seraph in the blaze of day ! * At Woburn Abbey.