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... nights without sleep , in order to procure it for their readers . " The cumbrous labours of such men prove una- vailing , from an apparently trifling difference of opinion be tween them and the world which they attempt to enlighten ...
... nights without sleep , in order to procure it for their readers . " The cumbrous labours of such men prove una- vailing , from an apparently trifling difference of opinion be tween them and the world which they attempt to enlighten ...
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... night , or to a patent - jenny - spun speech in Congress on the Tariff Bill , or to the thrumming of a dandyzette at her piano , or to a band of musicians playing upon bassviols and bassoons - I would rather hear the jingling of broken ...
... night , or to a patent - jenny - spun speech in Congress on the Tariff Bill , or to the thrumming of a dandyzette at her piano , or to a band of musicians playing upon bassviols and bassoons - I would rather hear the jingling of broken ...
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... night I've seen The school - boy with his satchel in his hand . To avoid being misunderstood , in the foregoing remarks , it may be proper to caution the student against confounding his idea of distinct articulation , with that of ...
... night I've seen The school - boy with his satchel in his hand . To avoid being misunderstood , in the foregoing remarks , it may be proper to caution the student against confounding his idea of distinct articulation , with that of ...
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... night and morn , upon the horizon's verge . Chillon , the favourite and the flower , Most cherished since his natal hour , His mother's image in his face , The infant love of all his race.- For me the mine a thousand treasures brings ...
... night and morn , upon the horizon's verge . Chillon , the favourite and the flower , Most cherished since his natal hour , His mother's image in his face , The infant love of all his race.- For me the mine a thousand treasures brings ...
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... night was shown , And grimly darkled o'er their faces pale , And hopeless eyes , which o'er the deep alone Gazed dim and desolate : twelve days had fear Been their familiar ; and now ... DEATH was here ! * * * * * * There was no light ...
... night was shown , And grimly darkled o'er their faces pale , And hopeless eyes , which o'er the deep alone Gazed dim and desolate : twelve days had fear Been their familiar ; and now ... DEATH was here ! * * * * * * There was no light ...
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Page 321 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
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Page 252 - Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up. In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth. For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled. Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance. For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.
Page 206 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Page 261 - 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.
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Page 257 - Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song...
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