Tales of the Garden of KosciuskoWest & Trow, 1834 - 216 страници |
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... look at his case ; I think you were the officer who was taken yesterday , and brought to the city . I was taken yesterday , was the answer . Well , well , said the surgeon , I have just been to visit three of the number of those you ...
... look at his case ; I think you were the officer who was taken yesterday , and brought to the city . I was taken yesterday , was the answer . Well , well , said the surgeon , I have just been to visit three of the number of those you ...
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... look or a single murmur . This is very well , said the stranger ; but do you not recollect leaping into the sea when a young Englishman was amusing himself in the water , and a cry was uttered from those in the boat that a shark was ...
... look or a single murmur . This is very well , said the stranger ; but do you not recollect leaping into the sea when a young Englishman was amusing himself in the water , and a cry was uttered from those in the boat that a shark was ...
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... looks very much like an Englishman . Are all his seamen of the same complexion ? Do they build their own ships , or buy them from the English ? " Sir John replied to these questions with a suppressed smile , in a manner quite ...
... looks very much like an Englishman . Are all his seamen of the same complexion ? Do they build their own ships , or buy them from the English ? " Sir John replied to these questions with a suppressed smile , in a manner quite ...
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... the course I should recommend ; -but there was still a look of incredulity on his countenance . I remarked to him , that I had observed that she had a bunch of fresh flowers in her hand , when I first saw her THE MANIAC . 29.
... the course I should recommend ; -but there was still a look of incredulity on his countenance . I remarked to him , that I had observed that she had a bunch of fresh flowers in her hand , when I first saw her THE MANIAC . 29.
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... look and tone of affection and hospitality , invited him to spend the night with him , as it was now growing late in the evening . The invitation was accepted ; and , on entering the new house , he found every thing plain , neat , and ...
... look and tone of affection and hospitality , invited him to spend the night with him , as it was now growing late in the evening . The invitation was accepted ; and , on entering the new house , he found every thing plain , neat , and ...
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Страница 93 - 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.
Страница 23 - ... melancholy, which is emulation ; nor the musician's which is fantastical ; nor the courtier's, which is proud ; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious ; nor the lawyer's, which is politic ; nor the lady's, which is nice ; nor the lover's, which is all these : but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and, indeed, the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Страница 177 - He knew his lord : — he knew, and strove to meet (In vain he strove), to crawl, and kiss his feet ; Yet (all he could) his tail, his ears, his eyes, Salute his master, and confess his joys.
Страница 176 - Thus, near the gates conferring as they drew, Argus, the dog, his ancient master knew: He not unconscious of the voice and tread, Lifts to the sound his ear, and rears his head; Bred by Ulysses, nourish'd at his board, But, ah!
Страница 177 - Not Argus so (Eumaeus thus rejoin'd), But served a master of a nobler kind: Who never, never shall behold him more ! Long, long since perish'd on a distant shore ! O had you seen him, vigorous, bold, and young, Swift as a stag, and as a lion strong ! Him no fell savage on the plain withstood, None...
Страница 178 - Jove fix'd it certain, that whatever day Makes man a slave takes half his worth away.
Страница 105 - And weepings heard where only joy has been ; When by his children borne, and from his door Slowly departing to return no more, He rests in holy earth with them that went before. And such is Human Life ; so gliding on, It glimmers like a meteor, and is gone...
Страница 148 - What th' unsearchable dispose Of highest Wisdom brings about, And ever best found in the close. Oft he seems to hide his face, But unexpectedly returns, And to his faithful champion hath in place Bore witness gloriously ; whence Gaza mourns, And all that band them to resist His...
Страница 177 - Ulysses' gate? His bulk and beauty speak no vulgar praise: If, as he seems, he was in better days, Some care his age deserves; or was he prized For worthless beauty? therefore now despised; Such dogs and men there are, mere things of state; And always cherish'd by their friends, the great.
Страница 177 - None scap'd him, bosom'd in the gloomy wood: His eye how piercing, and his scent how true, To wind the vapour in the tainted dew! Such, when Ulysses left his natal coast, Now years unnerve him, and his lord is lost] The women keep the generous creature bare, A sleek and idle race is all their care.