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Halaman 15
... o'er the lake , in evening's glow , That temple threw its lengthening shade , Upon the marble steps below , There sate a fair Corinthian maid , Gracefully o'er some volume bending ; While , by her side , the youthful Sage Held back her ...
... o'er the lake , in evening's glow , That temple threw its lengthening shade , Upon the marble steps below , There sate a fair Corinthian maid , Gracefully o'er some volume bending ; While , by her side , the youthful Sage Held back her ...
Halaman 19
... o'er The silver flood . But see , upon the dusky deep , With adder's hate , and silence , creep , The hostile bark ; There is a shout - the lay is still , And all , like that cold wave , is chill , And calm , and dark . J. D. NEWMAN ...
... o'er The silver flood . But see , upon the dusky deep , With adder's hate , and silence , creep , The hostile bark ; There is a shout - the lay is still , And all , like that cold wave , is chill , And calm , and dark . J. D. NEWMAN ...
Halaman 32
... O'er flood and o'er fountain I fling a chain , Shall stay their course to the silvery main ; And , mark ! on yonder frozen tide , Where eddying waves were wont to glide , The skaiter with his patten'd feet , Defies the wind and falling ...
... O'er flood and o'er fountain I fling a chain , Shall stay their course to the silvery main ; And , mark ! on yonder frozen tide , Where eddying waves were wont to glide , The skaiter with his patten'd feet , Defies the wind and falling ...
Halaman 37
... O'er citron , dolico , and retamat bowers , Whose perfume is sweetest , when twilight showers Have kiss'd the lips of the sleepy rose , That mourns in silence the gone - day's close ; Bowing its head to its parent wild , Who has cherish ...
... O'er citron , dolico , and retamat bowers , Whose perfume is sweetest , when twilight showers Have kiss'd the lips of the sleepy rose , That mourns in silence the gone - day's close ; Bowing its head to its parent wild , Who has cherish ...
Halaman 75
... o'er thine head , To arouse thee from thy slumbers . ' Tis pity - when the morning breaks , And gaily in the sunny beams , The honey bee Hums merrily When ev'ry blushing rose - bud wakes , To waste the time in idle dreams . LINES ...
... o'er thine head , To arouse thee from thy slumbers . ' Tis pity - when the morning breaks , And gaily in the sunny beams , The honey bee Hums merrily When ev'ry blushing rose - bud wakes , To waste the time in idle dreams . LINES ...
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Halaman 210 - Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee; And for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself?
Halaman 166 - And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help: Go to, then; you come to me, and you say 'Shylock, we would have moneys...
Halaman 207 - Whoe'er has travell'd life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found The warmest: welcome at an inn.
Halaman 19 - Valley" will not bear a comparison with the " Hall of Eblis." BRIDE OF ABYDOS, A TURKISH TALE. " Hart we never loved so kindly, " Had we never loved so blindly, " Never met or never parted, " We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Halaman 54 - The exhibition made by the herald, however, was truly barbarous. He threw himself backward, projecting his abdomen, and putting his hands to his sides, and in this absurd attitude uttered several loud and long yells. The tiger had been exhibited in front of the hall, and was driven to the spot on a hurdle. A great concourse of people had assembled to witness the exhibition. The tiger was secured to a stake by a rope tied round his loins, about thirty yards long. The mouth of the unfortunate animal...
Halaman 4 - Let my son never forget the last words of his father, which I repeat expressly— Let him never seek to revenge our death ! ' 1 have to speak to you of something very painful to my heart.
Halaman 291 - Stay here," said the peasant to the emperor ; " I will go and get something for your supper." He went out, and soon returned with some black bread, eggs and honey. " You see all I can give you," said the peasant, "partake of it with my children.
Halaman 55 - I could have supposed. Some of them tossed the tiger to a distance of at least thirty feet, after he was nearly lifeless, and could offer no resistance. We could not reflect without horror, that these very individual animals were the same that have for years executed the sentence of the law upon the many malefactors condemned to death. Upon these occasions a single toss, such as I have described, is always, I am told, sufficient to destroy life.