British Classical Authors. Select Specimens of the National Literature of England and America, with Biographical Sketches and an Historical Outline of English Literature. Poetry and ProseGeorge Westermann, 1885 |
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... Comes for the Deconstructionist is such a book — a luminous performance . " -DALE BROWN Director of the Buechner Institute " In Death Comes for the Deconstructionist , Daniel Taylor has written not only a highly engaging murder mystery ...
... Comes for the Deconstructionist is such a book — a luminous performance . " -DALE BROWN Director of the Buechner Institute " In Death Comes for the Deconstructionist , Daniel Taylor has written not only a highly engaging murder mystery ...
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Sam Merwin Jr. HERE. COMES. THE. CORPSE! A MINUTE after he'd downed the glass of champagne, he knew there was something wrong with it. A moment before, the private dining room of the Ritz Carlton in Boston had been in ... COMES THE CORPSE! ..
Sam Merwin Jr. HERE. COMES. THE. CORPSE! A MINUTE after he'd downed the glass of champagne, he knew there was something wrong with it. A moment before, the private dining room of the Ritz Carlton in Boston had been in ... COMES THE CORPSE! ..
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... comes clean / Melissa Roske. Description: Watertown, MA: Charlesbridge, [2017] | Summary: Fifth-grader Kat Greene is struggling with her boy-crazy best friend, a disappointing role in the production of Harriet the Spy at her progressive ...
... comes clean / Melissa Roske. Description: Watertown, MA: Charlesbridge, [2017] | Summary: Fifth-grader Kat Greene is struggling with her boy-crazy best friend, a disappointing role in the production of Harriet the Spy at her progressive ...
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... and then Wayne Goodman played the trombone . UNCLE LUMPY COMES TO VISIT was directed by Steve Kaplan . PHILIP MARION .... .. Peter Basch Laura Neal UNCLE LUMPY COMES TO VISIT In the dark , we UNCLE LUMPY COMES TO VISIT was presented by the ...
... and then Wayne Goodman played the trombone . UNCLE LUMPY COMES TO VISIT was directed by Steve Kaplan . PHILIP MARION .... .. Peter Basch Laura Neal UNCLE LUMPY COMES TO VISIT In the dark , we UNCLE LUMPY COMES TO VISIT was presented by the ...
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... comes to see , set against him , telling him it is none of his business interfering with them , and he sees this situation and he cannot help but be disturbed . " Here is Mr. Lund comes home and he finds out by the grapevine route which ...
... comes to see , set against him , telling him it is none of his business interfering with them , and he sees this situation and he cannot help but be disturbed . " Here is Mr. Lund comes home and he finds out by the grapevine route which ...
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Сторінка 273 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb Forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er...
Сторінка 600 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; 'Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore. Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee.
Сторінка 381 - All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and Heaven is overflowed.
Сторінка 273 - 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...
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Сторінка 54 - 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 in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Сторінка 54 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason! — Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause, till it come back to me.
Сторінка 380 - 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. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Сторінка 411 - Awake, my soul ! not only passive praise Thou owest ! not alone these swelling tears, Mute thanks and secret ecstasy ! Awake, Voice of sweet song ! Awake, my Heart, awake ! Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my Hymn.
Сторінка 600 - Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart — Go forth, under the open sky, and list To nature's teachings, while from all around — Earth and her waters, and the depths of air — Comes a still voice...