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... being near To raise the cold , damp , drooping head , No fond , regretting friend to shed That sweetest balm , a tear ; Nought but those echoing walls to hear d XXXVI DEATH IN THE WAVE . DEATH IN BATTLE . DEATH IN A DUNGEON . XXXV.
... being near To raise the cold , damp , drooping head , No fond , regretting friend to shed That sweetest balm , a tear ; Nought but those echoing walls to hear d XXXVI DEATH IN THE WAVE . DEATH IN BATTLE . DEATH IN A DUNGEON . XXXV.
Page xli
... head . W. I should not , if it were only to me that you talked in this fashion ; for with me it cannot harm you . But it is just so you discourse to the public ; and you may depend upon it , ERNEST , that the way to win their favor is ...
... head . W. I should not , if it were only to me that you talked in this fashion ; for with me it cannot harm you . But it is just so you discourse to the public ; and you may depend upon it , ERNEST , that the way to win their favor is ...
Page xlvi
... malice ; for , though sport to you , your sarcasms are death to the hearts ( 1 ) French proverb . To wash the head of an ass is to lose one's lye . REVENGE NOT ALWAYS MALICE . xlvii of your victims . xlvi ARTHUR CARRYL .
... malice ; for , though sport to you , your sarcasms are death to the hearts ( 1 ) French proverb . To wash the head of an ass is to lose one's lye . REVENGE NOT ALWAYS MALICE . xlvii of your victims . xlvi ARTHUR CARRYL .
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... head deject , and mutter'd " Well ! " But none knew why ; for ARTHUR , in compassion , Dropt in his ear the oil that smooth'd his passion . XX . Then aid was , such as might be , freely given . Though they that felt the most approach'd ...
... head deject , and mutter'd " Well ! " But none knew why ; for ARTHUR , in compassion , Dropt in his ear the oil that smooth'd his passion . XX . Then aid was , such as might be , freely given . Though they that felt the most approach'd ...
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... head To do him pleasure , did not venture turning His thoughts to one more point of observation , That gave his own try'd heart no small vexation . XXIII . But ARTHUR had observ'd , nor would accord A care his haughty spirit bade him ...
... head To do him pleasure , did not venture turning His thoughts to one more point of observation , That gave his own try'd heart no small vexation . XXIII . But ARTHUR had observ'd , nor would accord A care his haughty spirit bade him ...
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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...
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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.