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... tell you that the subject of this comedy is new at all points , " says M. Jules Le- maitre , " but its execution appears to me remarkable . This is brilliant stuff ; all sparkling with wit , and , in places , 4 Rostand and the Literary ...
... tell you that the subject of this comedy is new at all points , " says M. Jules Le- maitre , " but its execution appears to me remarkable . This is brilliant stuff ; all sparkling with wit , and , in places , 4 Rostand and the Literary ...
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... tell me what the snow - clad mountains hide ? Is the surging anthem holier than the murmur of ocean's tide ? To whom hast thou told thy secret ? On whom is thy grace poured out ? Whose lamp will direct my goings ? Whose word will ...
... tell me what the snow - clad mountains hide ? Is the surging anthem holier than the murmur of ocean's tide ? To whom hast thou told thy secret ? On whom is thy grace poured out ? Whose lamp will direct my goings ? Whose word will ...
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... telling him the truth ? " And a vague plan be- gan to shape itself in the imagination of the good spinster , who ... tell him that by preventing the union of Charles Huguenin and his daughter , he was destroying Reine's happiness ...
... telling him the truth ? " And a vague plan be- gan to shape itself in the imagination of the good spinster , who ... tell him that by preventing the union of Charles Huguenin and his daughter , he was destroying Reine's happiness ...
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... tell you , now that you have decided of your own accord , and I am in no danger of influencing you , that you could have done nothing to prove better how much you love me -nothing more reasonable either . You will bless me some day for ...
... tell you , now that you have decided of your own accord , and I am in no danger of influencing you , that you could have done nothing to prove better how much you love me -nothing more reasonable either . You will bless me some day for ...
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... tell the story straight , " interrupted Father McVeagh shortly . Eugene , with an expression of relief , had turned towards the window . " Blissid be to Almighty God , he's takin ' off ! " he ejaculated . " Mother av Marcy , ' twas ...
... tell the story straight , " interrupted Father McVeagh shortly . Eugene , with an expression of relief , had turned towards the window . " Blissid be to Almighty God , he's takin ' off ! " he ejaculated . " Mother av Marcy , ' twas ...
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Page 718 - But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.
Page 350 - Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
Page 149 - What, silent still? and silent all? Ah! no — the voices of the dead Sound like a distant torrent's fall, And answer, "Let one living head, But one arise — we come, we come!
Page 145 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms— the day Battle's magnificently stern array!
Page 149 - Shall never more be thine. The silence of that dreamless sleep I envy now too much to weep ; Nor need I to repine That all those charms have passed away ; I might have watch'd through long decay.
Page 458 - An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small, In blast-beruffled plume, Had chosen thus to fling his soul Upon the growing gloom.
Page 409 - Taint in poetry, is it ?" interposed his father. " No, no/' replied Sam. " Wery glad to hear it," said Mr. Weller. " Poetry's unnat'ral ; no man ever talked poetry 'cept a beadle on boxin...
Page 150 - The triumph, and the vanity, The rapture of the strife — The earthquake voice of Victory, To thee the breath of life; The sword, the scepter, and that sway Which man seem'd made but to obey Wherewith renown was rife — All quell'd!
Page 468 - Let us understand, once for all, that the ethical progress of society depends, not on imitating the cosmic process, still less in running away from it, but in combating it.
Page 149 - The natural music of the mountain reed — For here the patriarchal days are not A pastoral fable — pipes in the liberal air, Mixed with the sweet bells of the sauntering herd; My soul would drink those echoes.