Tales of the Garden of KosciuskoWest & Trow, 1834 - 216 страници |
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... never be conquered or enslaved . In a moody frame of mind I spent several hours , occasionally glancing on the pages of an old magazine I had taken to amuse myself in this retreat . As I pored over it , my eye caught a page containing ...
... never be conquered or enslaved . In a moody frame of mind I spent several hours , occasionally glancing on the pages of an old magazine I had taken to amuse myself in this retreat . As I pored over it , my eye caught a page containing ...
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... never lost a man by disease or accident . My crews were carefully selected , fed well , kept cleanly and tem- perate , and under the strictest discipline . They would obey me to the jeopardy of their lives , without 14 THE PROVOST PRISON .
... never lost a man by disease or accident . My crews were carefully selected , fed well , kept cleanly and tem- perate , and under the strictest discipline . They would obey me to the jeopardy of their lives , without 14 THE PROVOST PRISON .
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... never see him again " ' till earth and ocean render up their dead . " No class of men indulge these presentiments more than sailors , and in this case it was a true one . Sir John died of the liver complaint in the East Indies , in ...
... never see him again " ' till earth and ocean render up their dead . " No class of men indulge these presentiments more than sailors , and in this case it was a true one . Sir John died of the liver complaint in the East Indies , in ...
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... never will come again . " LAST summer , I took a journey with an old friend , who sometimes was silent and melancholy , and at other times whose voice would flow with the copiousness and sweet- ness of St. Winifred's well . When ...
... never will come again . " LAST summer , I took a journey with an old friend , who sometimes was silent and melancholy , and at other times whose voice would flow with the copiousness and sweet- ness of St. Winifred's well . When ...
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... never had seen such a profusion of fruits and flowers , and yet all seemed to have been done with taste and care , rather than by any extravagant expenses . I took several turns in the garden before dinner was announced - and on ...
... never had seen such a profusion of fruits and flowers , and yet all seemed to have been done with taste and care , rather than by any extravagant expenses . I took several turns in the garden before dinner was announced - and on ...
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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.