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... entered it at the same time with themselves . There is the noiseless and quiet step , the breath- less silence , as if fearful of disturbing the repose of one who had afforded them so much gratifi- cation . Here rests his head upon the ...
... entered it at the same time with themselves . There is the noiseless and quiet step , the breath- less silence , as if fearful of disturbing the repose of one who had afforded them so much gratifi- cation . Here rests his head upon the ...
Page 55
... entering the churchyard of Langley , is a magnifi- cent old yew tree , which appears coeval with the ancient church itself . It is much decayed about the stem , but still its branches flourish , and with the care lately bestowed upon it ...
... entering the churchyard of Langley , is a magnifi- cent old yew tree , which appears coeval with the ancient church itself . It is much decayed about the stem , but still its branches flourish , and with the care lately bestowed upon it ...
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... entering the passage , you see a long low room to the left , which was a kitchen , and opposite to it one rather smaller , which Milton in all proba- bility occupied . Over these are bed chambers , to which you ascend by an old oaken ...
... entering the passage , you see a long low room to the left , which was a kitchen , and opposite to it one rather smaller , which Milton in all proba- bility occupied . Over these are bed chambers , to which you ascend by an old oaken ...
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... entered at the Temple , at which time Clarendon informs us " he indulged himself in all the licence in sports , and exercises , and company , which were used by men of the most jolly conversation . " This sort of life , however , did ...
... entered at the Temple , at which time Clarendon informs us " he indulged himself in all the licence in sports , and exercises , and company , which were used by men of the most jolly conversation . " This sort of life , however , did ...
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... entering the House of Commons , with his guards at the door , placed the life of Hampden in danger , that four thousand freeholders of Buckinghamshire ( to the honour of the county be it spoken ) rode to London to defend the person of ...
... entering the House of Commons , with his guards at the door , placed the life of Hampden in danger , that four thousand freeholders of Buckinghamshire ( to the honour of the county be it spoken ) rode to London to defend the person of ...
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Page 244 - For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be; Saw the heavens fill with commerce, argosies of magic sails, Pilots of the purple twilight, dropping down with costly bales ; Heard the heavens fill with shouting, and there rain'da ghastly dew From the nations...
Page 58 - When I was yet a child, no childish play To me was pleasing ; all my mind was set Serious to learn and know, and thence to do What might be public good; myself I thought Born to that end, born to promote all truth, All righteous things...
Page 52 - And because the breath of flowers is far sweeter in the air (where it comes and goes like the warbling of music) than in the hand, therefore nothing is more fit for that delight, than to know what be the flowers and plants that do best perfume the air.
Page 131 - The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast : Theirs buxom health, of rosy hue ; Wild wit, invention ever new, And lively cheer of vigour born ; The thoughtless day, the easy night, The spirits pure, the slumbers light, That fly th
Page 52 - At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin, stacher through To meet their dad, wi' flichterin noise an' glee. His wee bit ingle, blinkin bonnily, His clean hearth-stane, his thriftie wifie's smile, The lisping infant prattling on his knee, Does a' his weary carking cares beguile, An' makes him quite forget his labour an
Page 52 - There scattered oft, the earliest of the year, By hands unseen are showers of violets found; The red-breast loves to build and warble there, And little footsteps lightly print the ground.
Page 244 - Soon shall thy arm, unconquered steam, afar Drag the slow barge, or drive the rapid car ; Or on wide waving wings expanded bear The flying chariot through the fields of air...
Page 202 - Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view; The fountain's fall, the river's flow, The woody valleys, warm and low ; The windy summit, wild and high, Roughly rushing on the sky! The pleasant seat, the ruined tower, The naked rock, the shady bower ; The town and village, dome and farm, Each give each a double charm, As pearls upon an ^Ethiop's arm.
Page 61 - Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope ; but still bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to...
Page 51 - The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin, stacher through To meet their dad, wi' flichterin noise an