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... called the Scriptorium , or writing - room . Many of their books are still preserved , and are usually most perfect specimens of good and correct writing . By the early monks waste lands were reclaimed , schools were kept . Most of ...
... called the Scriptorium , or writing - room . Many of their books are still preserved , and are usually most perfect specimens of good and correct writing . By the early monks waste lands were reclaimed , schools were kept . Most of ...
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... called Aztecs . Prescott . 1. Montezuma was the second monarch of that name who ruled over Mexico . He was kept in a kind of confinement by Cortes , the Spanish conqueror , and was obliged to acknowledge himself a vassal of Spain . His ...
... called Aztecs . Prescott . 1. Montezuma was the second monarch of that name who ruled over Mexico . He was kept in a kind of confinement by Cortes , the Spanish conqueror , and was obliged to acknowledge himself a vassal of Spain . His ...
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... called friends , but who have since treated me with a most magnificent indifference , will be ready to take me by the hand again , and some , whom I never held in that estimation , will , like Bensley ( who was but a boy when I left ...
... called friends , but who have since treated me with a most magnificent indifference , will be ready to take me by the hand again , and some , whom I never held in that estimation , will , like Bensley ( who was but a boy when I left ...
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... called the best of English letter writers . His letters are often cheerful , and always easy , graceful , and elegant . Cowper wrote his well - known story of John Gilpin at the suggestion of Lady Austen , who urged him to write songs ...
... called the best of English letter writers . His letters are often cheerful , and always easy , graceful , and elegant . Cowper wrote his well - known story of John Gilpin at the suggestion of Lady Austen , who urged him to write songs ...
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... called to mind how he had seen her sitting on that very spot , and how her book had fallen on her lap , as she was gazing with a pensive face upon the sky . Another told how he had wondered much that one so delicate as she should be so ...
... called to mind how he had seen her sitting on that very spot , and how her book had fallen on her lap , as she was gazing with a pensive face upon the sky . Another told how he had wondered much that one so delicate as she should be so ...
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Сторінка 116 - What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it : they are wise and honourable, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
Сторінка 187 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent ; Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart ; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph, that adores and burns : To him no high, no low, no great, no small ; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Сторінка 148 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Сторінка 164 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Сторінка 175 - He looks abroad into the varied field Of Nature, and, though poor perhaps compared With those whose mansions glitter in his sight, Calls the delightful scenery all his own. His are the mountains, and the valleys his, And the resplendent rivers. His to enjoy With a propriety that none can feel, But who, with filial confidence inspired, Can lift to heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say — My Father made them all...
Сторінка 74 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace; Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm, thy glassy wave?
Сторінка 61 - ... to dive into the depths of dungeons: to plunge into the infection of hospitals ; to survey the mansions of sorrow and pain; to take the gauge and dimensions of misery, depression, and contempt; to remember the forgotten, to attend to the neglected, to visit the forsaken, and to compare and collate the distresses of all men in all countries.
Сторінка 200 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds : pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew : fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Сторінка 149 - Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutored 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: Yet simple Nature to his hope has given.
Сторінка 114 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament — Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read — And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds And dip their napkins...