Famous Authors and the Best Literature of England and America ...: Together with Choice Selections from Their Writings ...William Wilfred Birdsall, Rufus Matthew Jones |
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... eye of heaven , shined bright , And made a sunshine in the shady place ; Did never mortal eye behold such heavenly ... eyes , still fastened on the ground , Are governed with goodly modesty . That suffers not one look to glance awry ...
... eye of heaven , shined bright , And made a sunshine in the shady place ; Did never mortal eye behold such heavenly ... eyes , still fastened on the ground , Are governed with goodly modesty . That suffers not one look to glance awry ...
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... eyes grow dim . - Farewell , My lord . - Griffith , farewell . - Nay , Patience , You must not leave me yet . I must ... eye , in a fine frenzy rolling , Doth glance from heaven to earth , from earth to heaven , And , as imagination ...
... eyes grow dim . - Farewell , My lord . - Griffith , farewell . - Nay , Patience , You must not leave me yet . I must ... eye , in a fine frenzy rolling , Doth glance from heaven to earth , from earth to heaven , And , as imagination ...
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... eyes Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd : And therefore sit you down in gentleness , And take upon command what help we have That to your wanting may be minister'd . Orla . Then but forbear your food a little while , Whiles ...
... eyes Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd : And therefore sit you down in gentleness , And take upon command what help we have That to your wanting may be minister'd . Orla . Then but forbear your food a little while , Whiles ...
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... eyes , And I will pledge with mine ; Or leave a kiss but in the cup , And I'll not look for wine . The thirst that from the soul doth rise , Doth ask a drink divine ; But might I of Jove's nectar sup , I would not change for thine ...
... eyes , And I will pledge with mine ; Or leave a kiss but in the cup , And I'll not look for wine . The thirst that from the soul doth rise , Doth ask a drink divine ; But might I of Jove's nectar sup , I would not change for thine ...
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... eyes . Yet so little do they betray any external appearance of injury , that they are as unclouded and bright as the eyes of those who most distinctly see . Though I am more than forty - five years old , there is scarcely any one to ...
... eyes . Yet so little do they betray any external appearance of injury , that they are as unclouded and bright as the eyes of those who most distinctly see . Though I am more than forty - five years old , there is scarcely any one to ...
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Page 81 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed can never be supplied.
Page 97 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean - roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin - his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own.
Page 78 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Page 114 - Hence in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore...
Page 55 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Page 53 - And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound.
Page 54 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels trumpet-tongued against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Page 97 - Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed— in breeze, or gale, or storm — Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of Eternity — the throne Of the Invisible...
Page 303 - But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered — not a feather then he fluttered — Till I scarcely more than muttered, "Other friends have flown before. On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.
Page 51 - Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee : Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's; then, if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.