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... admiration . after it had ceased to awe her ; and having rarely heard from or of him , except when he was in the midst of military adventures , she supposed that his whole life must have been a chain of romantic episodes . The propos of ...
... admiration . after it had ceased to awe her ; and having rarely heard from or of him , except when he was in the midst of military adventures , she supposed that his whole life must have been a chain of romantic episodes . The propos of ...
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... admiration of that golden eve . rest , as though the world had willed the year should die so brilliantly , so peacefully , that not one sound or sight unwelcome might cross its latest hours . The sun was sinking fast , transforming , as ...
... admiration of that golden eve . rest , as though the world had willed the year should die so brilliantly , so peacefully , that not one sound or sight unwelcome might cross its latest hours . The sun was sinking fast , transforming , as ...
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... admired in the pro- duce of that popular pump , chiefly depends on a pro- portion of nitre which has arisen in the chemical transformation of human remains , and which being dis- solved in the water , gives it , I believe , some ...
... admired in the pro- duce of that popular pump , chiefly depends on a pro- portion of nitre which has arisen in the chemical transformation of human remains , and which being dis- solved in the water , gives it , I believe , some ...
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... admirable organs in the Hyde Park building ceased to be admirable to persons far distant in the building , inasmuch as the sounds themselves became nearly inaudible . The committee report , that there is no reason to doubt the ...
... admirable organs in the Hyde Park building ceased to be admirable to persons far distant in the building , inasmuch as the sounds themselves became nearly inaudible . The committee report , that there is no reason to doubt the ...
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... admired , but of whom my companion seemed as sus- picious as of the holy father . He passed no compli- ments , and appeared much chagrined . Yet he managed matters most adroitly , his object , as I thought , being to let nobody walk ...
... admired , but of whom my companion seemed as sus- picious as of the holy father . He passed no compli- ments , and appeared much chagrined . Yet he managed matters most adroitly , his object , as I thought , being to let nobody walk ...
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Page 314 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
Page 313 - The upper air burst into life! And a hundred fire-flags sheen, To and fro they were hurried about! And to and fro, and in and out, The wan stars danced between. And the coming wind did roar more loud, And the sails did sigh like sedge; And the rain poured down from one black cloud; The Moon was at its edge.
Page 316 - Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale. She all night long her amorous descant sung : Silence was pleased. Now...
Page 313 - Is the night chilly and dark? The night is chilly, but not dark. The thin gray cloud is spread on high, It covers but not hides the sky. The moon is behind, and at the full; And yet she looks both small and dull. The night is chill, the cloud is gray: 'Tis a month before the month of May, And the Spring comes slowly up this way.
Page 315 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Page 314 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise ; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Page 313 - The Moon was at its edge. The thick black cloud was cleft, and still The Moon was at its side: Like waters shot" from some high crag, The lightning fell with never a jag, A river steep and wide.
Page 33 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days ; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies ; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Page 316 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies...
Page 316 - Then shine the vales — the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies ; The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light. So many flames before proud Ilion blaze, And lighten...