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... look to the world : but , as behind this rock there are soft rural scenes , so , under a rough exterior , he carries a kindly heart . It was indeed a most picturesque headland : nothing could be finer for a first view of the British ...
... look to the world : but , as behind this rock there are soft rural scenes , so , under a rough exterior , he carries a kindly heart . It was indeed a most picturesque headland : nothing could be finer for a first view of the British ...
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... Look , love , what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out , and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops . " The ship was now lying quietly at anchor ; and.
... Look , love , what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out , and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops . " The ship was now lying quietly at anchor ; and.
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... . " There was no answering this statement , and my friend and myself gazed at each other with blank looks . My dream of romance and poetical fitness had been dispersed , like the morning cloud , -as 10 PILGRIMAGE TO THE.
... . " There was no answering this statement , and my friend and myself gazed at each other with blank looks . My dream of romance and poetical fitness had been dispersed , like the morning cloud , -as 10 PILGRIMAGE TO THE.
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... look of the knocker . Upon it , standing out in bass - relief , was a little round head , surmounted by a wig , and with a most benevolent smiling face , like that of " the fine old English gentleman " himself , -so kindly and good ...
... look of the knocker . Upon it , standing out in bass - relief , was a little round head , surmounted by a wig , and with a most benevolent smiling face , like that of " the fine old English gentleman " himself , -so kindly and good ...
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... look at the house in which she resided ? " " Certainly , certainly , sir - walk in , " she answered very graciously ; and leading the way , she turned into a little room , just on the left of the door , and looking round— “ This , sir ...
... look at the house in which she resided ? " " Certainly , certainly , sir - walk in , " she answered very graciously ; and leading the way , she turned into a little room , just on the left of the door , and looking round— “ This , sir ...
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Page 138 - Every year of its duration has teemed with fresh proofs of its utility and its blessings; and, although our territory has stretched out wider and wider, and our population spread farther and farther, they have not outrun its protection or its benefits. It has been to us all a copious fountain of national, social, and personal happiness.
Page 308 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory...
Page 144 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 145 - And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Page 140 - On this question of principle, while actual suffering was yet afar off, they raised their flag against a power, to which, for purposes of foreign conquest and subjugation, Rome, in the height of her glory, is not to be compared ; a power which has dotted over the surface of the whole globe with her possessions and military posts, whose morning drum-beat, following the sun, and keeping company with the hours, circles the earth with one continuous and unbroken strain of the martial airs of England.
Page 105 - ... 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 138 - I profess, sir, in my career hitherto to have kept steadily in view the prosperity and honor of the whole country, and the preservation of our federal Union. It is to that Union we owe our safety at home, and our consideration and dignity abroad. It is to that Union that we are chiefly indebted for whatever makes us most proud of our country.
Page 146 - It sounds. to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
Page 206 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Page 100 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...