The Universal Anthology: A Collection of the Best Literature, Ancient, Mediaeval and Modern, with Biographical and Explanatory Notes, Volumen17Richard Garnett, Léon Vallée, Alois Brandl Clarke Company, limited, 1899 |
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... asked him , How he came to be so earnestly against me ? To which , with some glouting Confusion , he replied , Because you are always jeering and making a Jest of me to every Boy in the School . Many a Mischief have I brought upon ...
... asked him , How he came to be so earnestly against me ? To which , with some glouting Confusion , he replied , Because you are always jeering and making a Jest of me to every Boy in the School . Many a Mischief have I brought upon ...
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... asked Paterson , coming up the next moment . " That you'll find him at York , " replied the wagoner . " At York ! " echoed Coates , in amaze . Turpin was now out of sight ; and although our trio flogged with might and main , they could ...
... asked Paterson , coming up the next moment . " That you'll find him at York , " replied the wagoner . " At York ! " echoed Coates , in amaze . Turpin was now out of sight ; and although our trio flogged with might and main , they could ...
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... asked Dick . " The villain you mean is not yet secured , " replied the major , " but we have traces of him . ' Tis with the view of pro- curing more efficient assistance that I ride to town . " 66 They have not met then since ? " said ...
... asked Dick . " The villain you mean is not yet secured , " replied the major , " but we have traces of him . ' Tis with the view of pro- curing more efficient assistance that I ride to town . " 66 They have not met then since ? " said ...
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... asked Dick , as she shook herself , and slightly shivered . And he proceeded to the horseman's scru- tiny . " Nothing but a shake ; though that dull eye - those quivering flanks " added he , looking earnestly at her . " She won't go ...
... asked Dick , as she shook herself , and slightly shivered . And he proceeded to the horseman's scru- tiny . " Nothing but a shake ; though that dull eye - those quivering flanks " added he , looking earnestly at her . " She won't go ...
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... asked Coates , in despair , as he and Paterson joined the major . " Escaped , I fear , " replied the major . " Have you seen any one , fellow ? " added he , addressing the patrico . " I have seen no one , " replied Balthazar . " I am ...
... asked Coates , in despair , as he and Paterson joined the major . " Escaped , I fear , " replied the major . " Have you seen any one , fellow ? " added he , addressing the patrico . " I have seen no one , " replied Balthazar . " I am ...
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Adams answer Aurangzeb beauty better black crows blessing born brother called captain character Colonel COUNTESS OF BUTE creature cried Cunegund Davers dear dearest love desire Dick Dick Turpin door Dupleix earth endeavored English eyes face father fear gentleman George George Warrington give Gogol hand happy hear heard heart highwayman Hindu honor hope horse hour human Indian insulted Jackey Jewkes Joseph Andrews king lady ladyship liberty live look Lord Lord Bute madam Marathas MARK AKENSIDE master means mind Montesquieu nature never night o'er Pamela Pangloss passed passion philosopher pity pleasure poor prince qu'il reason replied russe sentiment soul speak Spirit of Laws sword Tarass Boulba taxes tell thee things THOMAS GRAY thou art thought tion took truth Turpin vex'd virtue voice wench whole wish woman word wretched young
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Página 244 - E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Página 241 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman 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...
Página 242 - How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Página 268 - Fill high the sparkling bowl, The rich repast prepare ; Reft of a crown, he yet may share the feast : Close by the regal chair Fell Thirst and Famine scowl A baleful smile upon their baffled guest. Heard ye the din of battle bray, Lance to lance, and horse to horse ? Long years of havoc urge their destined course, And thro' the kindred squadrons mow their way.
Página 54 - I'll bear it all for Sally; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley. Of all the days that's in the week I dearly love but one day — And that's the day that comes betwixt A Saturday and Monday...
Página 83 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Página 242 - Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest. Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Página 89 - Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, Who according to His abundant mercy hath begotten us again unto a lively hope by the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead...
Página 206 - And dreaded losses aggravate his pains; He turns, with anxious heart and crippled hands, His bonds of debt, and mortgages of lands; Or views his coffers with suspicious eyes, Unlocks his gold, and counts it till he dies.
Página 270 - THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.