The Orphans of Unwalden, Or, The Soul's Transfusion

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Страница 9 - Since every man who lives, is born to die, And none can boast sincere felicity, With equal mind, what happens, let us bear, Nor joy, nor grieve too much for things beyond our care. Like pilgrims to the appointed place we tend; The world's an inn, and death the journey's end. Even kings but play; and when their part is done, Some other, worse or better, mount the throne.
Страница 385 - tis impossible thou canst be so wicked, Or shelter such a cunning cruelty, To make his death the murderer of my honour ! Thy language is so bold and vicious, I cannot see which way I can forgive it With any modesty.
Страница 149 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Страница 303 - Thy suppliant I beg, and clasp thy knees ; bereave me not, Whereon I live, thy gentle looks, thy aid, Thy counsel, in this uttermost distress, My only strength and stay ; forlorn of thee, Whither shall I betake me, where subsist ? While yet we live, scarce one short hour perhaps, Between us two let there be peace : both joining As join'd in injuries, one enmity Against a foe by doom express assign'd us.
Страница 37 - Thy name's recorded in the book of life, I charge thee never after this sad day To see me or to meet me ; or to send By word, or writing, gift, or otherwise, To move me, by thyself, or by thy friends ; Nor challenge any part in my two children.
Страница 115 - I OFT have heard of Lydford law, How in the morn they hang and draw, And sit in judgment after : At first I wondered at it much ; But since I find the reason such, As it deserves no laughter.
Страница 135 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up: it stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Страница 381 - Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee ; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
Страница 231 - I'll build my manor house, And this shall be chiefest corner stone. Bor. This crown'd the most judicious murder, that The brain of man was e'er delivered of. D'Am. Aye, mark the plot. Not any circumstance That stood within the reach of the design, Of persons, dispositions, matter, time, Or place, but by this brain of mine was made An instrumental help ; yet nothing from The induction to the accomplishment seem'd forced, Or done o
Страница 1 - Our wealth in days all due to that discharge. Haste, haste, he lies in wait, he's at the door ; Insidious Death! should his strong hand arrest, No composition sets the prisoner free.

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