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... rising and sinking , diving and curvet- ing , and flashing back the sunlight in a manner that was wonderful to behold . We left our little tin vessels in the meadow where we were picking strawberries , and ran into a neighboring field ...
... rising and sinking , diving and curvet- ing , and flashing back the sunlight in a manner that was wonderful to behold . We left our little tin vessels in the meadow where we were picking strawberries , and ran into a neighboring field ...
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... rise with THEE again . ' L's ' Reminiscence of Boyhood ' was a positive treat . Well do we remember the Execution of the Ground - Mice , ' as performed by ' OLLAPOD ' and the writer hereof , when we were ' wee things . ' The prisoners ...
... rise with THEE again . ' L's ' Reminiscence of Boyhood ' was a positive treat . Well do we remember the Execution of the Ground - Mice , ' as performed by ' OLLAPOD ' and the writer hereof , when we were ' wee things . ' The prisoners ...
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... rising and sinking on a long flaunting weed ' in an adjoining field ; and every thing in nature was bright and smiling . Now it came to pass , how- beit , that when , beguiling the way with much remember- able converse , we came to the ...
... rising and sinking on a long flaunting weed ' in an adjoining field ; and every thing in nature was bright and smiling . Now it came to pass , how- beit , that when , beguiling the way with much remember- able converse , we came to the ...
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... rising high in the faint moonlight , and others shrinking away in shadow , he called out : ' You can't come it JAKE ! I know you ! And if you do that again , I'll fix your black flint for you ! ! I've got some stones here , and I'll ...
... rising high in the faint moonlight , and others shrinking away in shadow , he called out : ' You can't come it JAKE ! I know you ! And if you do that again , I'll fix your black flint for you ! ! I've got some stones here , and I'll ...
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... rise . The secret was now out . He had often heard the dis- tressing groans of a horse in pain , and saw how easily he had mistaken the slow - moving legs of Old White ' for the beckoning of ghostly hands . We have seen , and read of ...
... rise . The secret was now out . He had often heard the dis- tressing groans of a horse in pain , and saw how easily he had mistaken the slow - moving legs of Old White ' for the beckoning of ghostly hands . We have seen , and read of ...
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Page 89 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image.
Page 230 - Nothing in my hand I bring; Simply to thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to thee for dress ; Helpless, look to thee for grace ; Foul, I to the fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
Page 123 - I'll tell you, friend! a wise man and a fool. You'll find, if once the monarch acts the monk Or, cobbler-like, the parson will be drunk, Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow, The rest is all but leather or prunella.
Page 48 - BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me.
Page 77 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil : and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, — As he is very potent with such spirits, — Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this: — the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Page 164 - SEAWEED WHEN descends on the Atlantic The gigantic Storm-wind of the equinox. Landward in his wrath he scourges The toiling surges, Laden with seaweed from the rocks : From Bermuda's reefs ; from edges Of sunken ledges, In some far-off, bright Azore ; From Bahama, and the dashing, Silver-flashing Surges of San Salvador...
Page 40 - TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Page 229 - Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee ! Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power.
Page 48 - And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But, O, for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Page 235 - And fades not in the glory of the sun, Where crystal columns send forth slender shafts And crossing arches, and fantastic aisles Wind from the sight in brightness and are lost Among the crowded pillars.