The Library of Choice Literature and Encyclopædia of Universal Authorship ...Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Charles Gibbon Gebbie & Company, 1893 |
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... honoured by Mr. Pipkin's addresses ; that her hand and heart were at her father's disposal ; but that nobody could be insensible to Mr. Pipkin's merits . As all this was said with much gravity ; and as Nathaniel Pipkin walked home with ...
... honoured by Mr. Pipkin's addresses ; that her hand and heart were at her father's disposal ; but that nobody could be insensible to Mr. Pipkin's merits . As all this was said with much gravity ; and as Nathaniel Pipkin walked home with ...
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... honour of addressing ? " " All that it concerns you to know , sir , is that I am at present in command of this castle and these Fenian soldiers . My name your countrymen may know some day . " " Pray excuse me , " said Laurence , " if I ...
... honour of addressing ? " " All that it concerns you to know , sir , is that I am at present in command of this castle and these Fenian soldiers . My name your countrymen may know some day . " " Pray excuse me , " said Laurence , " if I ...
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... honour to serve us faithfully , you shall live . If not , you shall be shot at once as a traitor . " " On my word ... honour of dining with me . In my father's absence I am host and commandant . " " Much honoured , I am sure , " faltered ...
... honour to serve us faithfully , you shall live . If not , you shall be shot at once as a traitor . " " On my word ... honour of dining with me . In my father's absence I am host and commandant . " " Much honoured , I am sure , " faltered ...
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... honour and religion was subdued by the desire of life . Among the chiefs three heroes may be found without fear or reproach : Godfrey of Bouillon For their salvation and victory they were indebted to the same fanaticism which had led ...
... honour and religion was subdued by the desire of life . Among the chiefs three heroes may be found without fear or reproach : Godfrey of Bouillon For their salvation and victory they were indebted to the same fanaticism which had led ...
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... honour of the twelve apostles ; and the holy lance , in the absence of Raymond , was intrusted to the hands of his chaplain . The influence of this relic or trophy was felt by the servants , and perhaps by the enemies of Christ ; and ...
... honour of the twelve apostles ; and the holy lance , in the absence of Raymond , was intrusted to the hands of his chaplain . The influence of this relic or trophy was felt by the servants , and perhaps by the enemies of Christ ; and ...
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Página 270 - Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face of the leader came; The nobler nature within him stirred To life at that woman's deed and word: " Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog ! March on !
Página 270 - And shook it forth with a royal will. "Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare your country's flag,
Página 12 - Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills.
Página 107 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun; But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. "Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won, And our good Prince Eugene.
Página 12 - I hang like a roof : The mountains its columns be. The triumphal arch through which I march With hurricane, fire, and snow, When the powers of the air are chained to my chair, Is the million-coloured bow ; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below.
Página 150 - I take to be the elder brother) was accidentally discovered in the manner following. The swine-herd, Ho-ti, having gone out into the woods one morning, as his manner was, to collect mast for his hogs, left his cottage in the care of his eldest son Bo-bo, a great lubberly boy, who being fond of playing with fire, as...
Página 265 - ... under an odd similitude ; sometimes it is lodged in a sly question, in a smart answer, in a quirkish reason, in a shrewd intimation, in cunningly diverting or cleverly retorting an objection ; sometimes it is couched in a bold scheme of speech, in a tart irony, in a lusty hyperbole, in a startling metaphor, in a plausible reconciling of contradictions, or in acute nonsense ; sometimes a scenical representation of persons or things, a counterfeit speech, a...
Página 51 - I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a; prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establishment of my fame.
Página 274 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
Página 15 - But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover! A savage place ! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover...