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contRNTS OF VOLUME VIL A VISIT TO BELGIUM, . o e e e e e . No. 49 STORY
OF THE good KNIGHT BAYARD, e e e o to 50 MATHILDE: A TALE, . e e - e e - ...
to 51 LACE AND LACEMAKING, . . . . . . . to 52 HISTORY OF THE MORMONS, .
contRNTS OF VOLUME VIL A VISIT TO BELGIUM, . o e e e e e . No. 49 STORY
OF THE good KNIGHT BAYARD, e e e o to 50 MATHILDE: A TALE, . e e - e e - ...
to 51 LACE AND LACEMAKING, . . . . . . . to 52 HISTORY OF THE MORMONS, .
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... few hours by railway, takes us from Aix to Cologne, and then commences one
of the most delightful, as it is now one of the most easily accomplished,
excursions in Europe — the tour of the Rhine. N STORY OF THE GOOD MIGHT
BAYARD.
... few hours by railway, takes us from Aix to Cologne, and then commences one
of the most delightful, as it is now one of the most easily accomplished,
excursions in Europe — the tour of the Rhine. N STORY OF THE GOOD MIGHT
BAYARD.
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BAYARD. l.j HE chivalry ! . of the middle ages may be said to represent the spirit "
J of self-devotion to ? high and command- , □ ing interests ; and inasmuch as
every exemplification of this spirit is an encouragement to noble enterprise, it is ...
BAYARD. l.j HE chivalry ! . of the middle ages may be said to represent the spirit "
J of self-devotion to ? high and command- , □ ing interests ; and inasmuch as
every exemplification of this spirit is an encouragement to noble enterprise, it is ...
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... in the suburbs of Chartres,' and the other a canon of Notre Dame, and
subsequently a bishop in Provence. The day after the conversation with his sons,
the old Lord de Bayard despatched a letter to his brother-in-law, the Bishop of
Grenoble, ...
... in the suburbs of Chartres,' and the other a canon of Notre Dame, and
subsequently a bishop in Provence. The day after the conversation with his sons,
the old Lord de Bayard despatched a letter to his brother-in-law, the Bishop of
Grenoble, ...
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The meal over and grace said, the Lord de Bayard began to explain why he had
called the bishop and the rest of his friends together. He stated that his son Pierre
being desirous of becoming a soldier, he had sent for them to advise him as to ...
The meal over and grace said, the Lord de Bayard began to explain why he had
called the bishop and the rest of his friends together. He stated that his son Pierre
being desirous of becoming a soldier, he had sent for them to advise him as to ...
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Сторінка 2 - a painted ocean. .Water, water everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water everywhere, Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot; O Christ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea.
Сторінка 9 - I envy not in any moods The captive void of noble rage, The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the summer woods. I hold it true whate'er befall— I feel it when I sorrow most— 'Tis better to have loved and lost,
Сторінка 7 - They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows ; The young birds are chirping in the nest; The young fawns are playing with the shadows ; The young flowers are blowing towards the west. But
Сторінка 2 - Day after day, day after day We stuck, nor breath nor motion ; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. .Water, water everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water everywhere, Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot; O Christ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea.
Сторінка 12 - comes the daughter of the warrior Gileadite. She sings: ' It comforts me in this one thought to dwell, That I subdued me to my father's will; Because the kiss he gave me ere I fell Sweetens the spirit still. ' Moreover, it is written that my race Hewed
Сторінка 8 - from In Memoriam, and is an effort of greater power:— To-night the winds began to rise, And roar from yonder dropping day ; The last red leaf is whirled away, The rooks are blown about the skies. The forest cracked, the waters curled, The cattle
Сторінка 12 - verses, entitled Claribel, the chief charm is that which melody exercises, or, rather, which proceeds from the exquisite adaptation of language to the tone :— Where Claribel low lieth, The breezes pause and die, Letting the rose-leaves fall; But the solemn oak-tree sigheth Thick.leaved, ambrosial With an ancient melody Of an inward agony Where Claribel low lieth.
Сторінка 8 - young, young children, 0 my brothers ! They are weeping bitterly ; They are weeping in the play-time of the others, In this country of the free. For all day the wheels are droning,
Сторінка 14 - And they blessed Rebekah, and said unto her: thou art our sister, be thou the mother of thousands of millions, and let thy seed possess the gate of those which hate thee.
Сторінка 12 - not heard In palace chambers far apart; The fragrant tresses are not stirred That lie upon her charmed heart. She sleeps: on either side upswells The gold fringed pillow lightly prest; She sleeps, nor dreams, but ever dwells A perfect form in perfect rest. These lines are unsurpassed for their fancifully graphic power by anything - which Tennyson has written. In his Morte