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... dances , which terminated like those with which Ro- mulus entertained the Sabine women . These dances did not accord with modern ideas of decency ; for when David brought the ark of God from the house of Obed - edam , the daughter of ...
... dances , which terminated like those with which Ro- mulus entertained the Sabine women . These dances did not accord with modern ideas of decency ; for when David brought the ark of God from the house of Obed - edam , the daughter of ...
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... dances of the Greeks : they were a more decorous people , and have left decla- mations and laws against dancing dances which the Greeks executed without a blush . Scipio Africanus entertained his guests with dancing . Mark Anthony was ...
... dances of the Greeks : they were a more decorous people , and have left decla- mations and laws against dancing dances which the Greeks executed without a blush . Scipio Africanus entertained his guests with dancing . Mark Anthony was ...
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... dance . Father Heliot has col- lected curious particulars of these religious or eccle- siastical balls , which were suppressed by the council of Carthage , in 397 , under Pope Gregory . Since that period , the idea seems to have been ...
... dance . Father Heliot has col- lected curious particulars of these religious or eccle- siastical balls , which were suppressed by the council of Carthage , in 397 , under Pope Gregory . Since that period , the idea seems to have been ...
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... my path thy fairy visions dance In all the forms and colours of romance , While springs of transport rise at thy command , Like chrystal fountains in a waste of sand . Whene'er I wake the witch - notes of my lyre THE POCKET MAGAZINE . 51.
... my path thy fairy visions dance In all the forms and colours of romance , While springs of transport rise at thy command , Like chrystal fountains in a waste of sand . Whene'er I wake the witch - notes of my lyre THE POCKET MAGAZINE . 51.
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... " cried she , " bear you on ; ye happy mariners , your vessels dance upon the waves , and your prows will reach the port to which you are destined ! But my poor heart is agitated by one eternal storm , and 164 THE POCKET MAGAZINE .
... " cried she , " bear you on ; ye happy mariners , your vessels dance upon the waves , and your prows will reach the port to which you are destined ! But my poor heart is agitated by one eternal storm , and 164 THE POCKET MAGAZINE .
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Page 275 - And Jesus, answering, said unto him, suffer it to be so now : for thus it becometh us to fulfil all righteousness. Then he suffered Him.
Page 272 - Excitements of my reason and my blood, And let all sleep, while to my shame I see, The imminent death of twenty thousand men, That, for a fantasy and trick of fame, Go to their graves like beds...
Page 291 - And chokes up with the glittering wrecks Of golden shrines the sacred waters ! Downward the Peri turns her gaze, And, through the war-field's bloody haze, Beholds a youthful warrior stand, Alone, beside his native river — The red blade broken in his hand And the last arrow in his quiver.
Page 231 - But that loveliness, ever in motion, which plays Like the light upon autumn's soft shadowy days, Now here and now there, giving warmth as it flies From the lips to the cheek, from the cheek to the eyes, Now melting in mist and now breaking in gleams, Like the glimpses a saint has of heaven in his dreams...
Page 175 - Friends, brothers, and sisters are laid side by side, Yet none have saluted, and none have replied.
Page 176 - The first tabernacle to Hope we will build, And look for the sleepers around us to rise ; The second to Faith, which ensures it fulfilled, And the third to the Lamb of the great sacrifice Who bequeathed us them both when he rose to the skies.
Page 231 - One, — what a rapture is his. Who in moonlight and music thus sweetly may glide O'er the Lake of Cashmere, with that One by his side ! If woman can make the worst wilderness dear. Think, think what a heaven she must make of Cashmere...
Page 225 - And Cain went out from the presence of the Lord, and dwelt in the land of Nod, on the east of Eden.
Page 328 - But if their bad actions weigh down the balance, the stone canoe sinks at once, and leaves them up to their chins in the water, to behold and regret the reward enjoyed by the good, and eternally struggling, but with unavailing endeavours, to reach the blissful island, from which they are excluded for ever.
Page 96 - George ; one on the Eastern, and the other on the Western, side of this water.