The Universal Anthology: A Collection of the Best Literature, Ancient, Mediaeval and Modern, with Biographical and Explanatory Notes, Том 14Richard Garnett, Léon Vallée, Alois Brandl Clarke Company, limited, 1899 |
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... arm to take away life , it is not in the strongest to deprive us of death . God would not exempt himself from that ; the misery of immortality in the flesh he undertook not , that was in it , immortal . Certainly there is no happiness ...
... arm to take away life , it is not in the strongest to deprive us of death . God would not exempt himself from that ; the misery of immortality in the flesh he undertook not , that was in it , immortal . Certainly there is no happiness ...
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... arms . I thank God for my happy dreams as I do for my good rest ; for there is a satisfaction in them unto reasonable desires , and such as can be content with a fit of happiness and surely it is not a melancholy conceit to think we are ...
... arms . I thank God for my happy dreams as I do for my good rest ; for there is a satisfaction in them unto reasonable desires , and such as can be content with a fit of happiness and surely it is not a melancholy conceit to think we are ...
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... arms ; for though , glancing back at the sun , I judged it to be hardly past four in the morning , yet already the slopes were moving like an ant - hill- the regiments gathering , arms flashing , horsemen galloping to and fro , and the ...
... arms ; for though , glancing back at the sun , I judged it to be hardly past four in the morning , yet already the slopes were moving like an ant - hill- the regiments gathering , arms flashing , horsemen galloping to and fro , and the ...
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... arms , leap'd a foot in air and fell on his face . Pressing up , I noted that the first line was now at the foot of the earthwork ; and , in a minute , saw their steel caps and crimson sashes swarming up the face of it , and their pikes ...
... arms , leap'd a foot in air and fell on his face . Pressing up , I noted that the first line was now at the foot of the earthwork ; and , in a minute , saw their steel caps and crimson sashes swarming up the face of it , and their pikes ...
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... arms and legs , to the very bottom . Before I had the sand well out of my eyes , my comrade was up and had his pike ... arm and pull'd behind a clump of bushes handy by . ' Twas the man with the wen , and by his smoking musket I knew ...
... arms and legs , to the very bottom . Before I had the sand well out of my eyes , my comrade was up and had his pike ... arm and pull'd behind a clump of bushes handy by . ' Twas the man with the wen , and by his smoking musket I knew ...
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Сторінка 390 - Is this the region, this the soil, the clime," Said then the lost Archangel, " this the seat That we must change for Heaven? — this mournful gloom For that celestial light ? Be...
Сторінка 56 - I know they are as lively, and as vigorously productive, as those fabulous dragon's teeth: and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book: who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye.
Сторінка 392 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold...
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