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... Thing is hurt of Itself The Spacious Firmament on High Tithonus To Be no More Touchstone , The Two went up into the Temple to pray Undertaking , The Virtue Wayfarers Anonymous Addison Tennyson Milton Wisdom HEROIC . PATRIOTIC ...
... Thing is hurt of Itself The Spacious Firmament on High Tithonus To Be no More Touchstone , The Two went up into the Temple to pray Undertaking , The Virtue Wayfarers Anonymous Addison Tennyson Milton Wisdom HEROIC . PATRIOTIC ...
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... thing one can do . When it is raining , is to let it rain . Then they repealed the law , al- though they knew It would not call the dead to life again : As school - boys , finding their mis- take too late , Draw a wet sponge across the ...
... thing one can do . When it is raining , is to let it rain . Then they repealed the law , al- though they knew It would not call the dead to life again : As school - boys , finding their mis- take too late , Draw a wet sponge across the ...
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... thing , That , in the merry months o ' spring , Delighted me to hear thee sing , What comes o ' thee ? Whare wilt thou cow'r thy chitt ring wing , An ' close thy e'e ? E'en you on murd'ring errands toil'd , Lone from your savage homes ...
... thing , That , in the merry months o ' spring , Delighted me to hear thee sing , What comes o ' thee ? Whare wilt thou cow'r thy chitt ring wing , An ' close thy e'e ? E'en you on murd'ring errands toil'd , Lone from your savage homes ...
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... thing Produced too slowly ever to decay ; Of form and aspect too magnifi- cent To be destroyed . But worthier still of note Are those fraternal Four of Borrow- dale , Joined in one solemn and capacious grove ; Huge trunks ! and each ...
... thing Produced too slowly ever to decay ; Of form and aspect too magnifi- cent To be destroyed . But worthier still of note Are those fraternal Four of Borrow- dale , Joined in one solemn and capacious grove ; Huge trunks ! and each ...
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... thing . We die As your hours doe , and drie Away , Like to the summer's raine ; Or as the pearles of morning's dew ... things have Their end , though ne'er so brave : And after they have shown their pride Like you , a while , they glide ...
... thing . We die As your hours doe , and drie Away , Like to the summer's raine ; Or as the pearles of morning's dew ... things have Their end , though ne'er so brave : And after they have shown their pride Like you , a while , they glide ...
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Сторінка 100 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Looked at each other with a wild surmise: Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Сторінка 217 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered ; We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accursed they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's...
Сторінка 181 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may. Are yet the fountain light of all our day. Are yet a master light of all our seeing. — Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal silence : truths that wake, To perish never...
Сторінка 177 - E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, 'Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Сторінка 288 - And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.
Сторінка 363 - He swam the Eske River where ford there was none: But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he...
Сторінка 43 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Сторінка 68 - The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy. 'The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Сторінка 288 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Сторінка 35 - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, ' And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create *, And what perceive...