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... spoil a whole box of the most precious ointment ; and idleness , if it be once suffered , though but for a brief while , is sure , by the communication of its listless quality , to clog and cumber the clockwork of the whole day .
... spoil a whole box of the most precious ointment ; and idleness , if it be once suffered , though but for a brief while , is sure , by the communication of its listless quality , to clog and cumber the clockwork of the whole day .
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The one will not work at all , but the other's fault is in doing too much , although sometimes not in the right way , to be sure . One day I came up with Bobby sauntering along by the roadside on his way to school .
The one will not work at all , but the other's fault is in doing too much , although sometimes not in the right way , to be sure . One day I came up with Bobby sauntering along by the roadside on his way to school .
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“ I am sure you will not hit me , father , ” said he . I have seen you strike a bird on the wing at a great distance , and I will stand quite still . O father ! do you not remember the weathercock ? " Tell had , on one occasion , struck ...
“ I am sure you will not hit me , father , ” said he . I have seen you strike a bird on the wing at a great distance , and I will stand quite still . O father ! do you not remember the weathercock ? " Tell had , on one occasion , struck ...
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“ This fellow , " she continued , “ is a messenger from the Diligence , and he wants to get fifteen srancs as the price of the carriage of that little box , directed to you , which I'm sure , no matter what it contains , can't be worth ...
“ This fellow , " she continued , “ is a messenger from the Diligence , and he wants to get fifteen srancs as the price of the carriage of that little box , directed to you , which I'm sure , no matter what it contains , can't be worth ...
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Then all the asses within hearing were quite sure to reply , and this created such a frightful braying that it became impossible for us to close our eyes . One evening , when the schoolmaster was boasting of the qualities of his ass ...
Then all the asses within hearing were quite sure to reply , and this created such a frightful braying that it became impossible for us to close our eyes . One evening , when the schoolmaster was boasting of the qualities of his ass ...
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Page 265 - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,— " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore: Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore !" Quoth the Raven,
Page 282 - May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees...
Page 67 - In the elder days of Art, Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part; For the gods see everywhere.
Page 263 - Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore, Nameless here for evermore.
Page 266 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Page 266 - Nevermore.' 'Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked, upstarting 'Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Page 269 - And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull, cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor...
Page 269 - Pr'ythee, lead me in : There take an inventory of all I have, To the last penny : 'tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Page 267 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 267 - There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.