Arthur Carryl: A Novel

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D. Appleton, 1841 - American fiction - 357 pages

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Page 304 - Mercator metuens, otium et oppidi Laudat rura sui : mox reficit rates Quassas, indocilis pauperiem pati. Est, qui nee veteris pocula Massici, Nee partem solido demere de die, Spernit ; nunc viridi membra sub arbuto Stratus, nunc ad aquae lene caput sacrae.
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Page 122 - Needy Knife-grinder! whither are you going? Rough is the road, your Wheel is out of order — Bleak blows the blast; — your hat has got a hole in't, So have your breeches! 'Weary Knife-grinder! little think the proud ones, Who in their coaches roll along the turnpikeroad, what hard work 'tis crying all day "Knives and "Scissors to grind O!
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Page 241 - Archangel : but his face Deep scars of thunder had intrench'd, and care Sat on his faded cheek, but under brows Of dauntless courage and considerate pride, Waiting revenge : cruel his eye, but cast Signs of remorse and passion to behold...
Page 310 - Sive facturus per inhospitalem Caucasum vel quae loca fabulosus Lambit Hydaspes. Namque me silva lupus in Sabina, Dum meam canto Lalagen et ultra...
Page 46 - And there fell upon men a great hail out of heaven, every stone about the weight of a talent : and men blasphemed God because of the plague of the hail ; for the plagu e thereof was exceeding great.
Page 318 - Solvitur acris hiems grata vice veris et Favoni, trahuntque siccas machinae carinas, ac neque iam stabulis gaudet pecus aut arator igni, nec prata canis albicant pruinis.

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