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Charles Dudley Warner
International Society, 1896
 

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Страница 4108 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Страница 4112 - Some the style Infatuates, and through labyrinths and wilds Of error leads them, by a tune entranced : While sloth seduces more, too weak to bear The insupportable fatigue of thought ; And swallowing, therefore, without pause or choice, The total grist unsifted, husks and all.
Страница 4113 - Brave Kempenfelt is gone ; His last sea-fight is fought ; His work of glory done. It was not in the battle ; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath ; His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
Страница 4113 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Страница 4128 - Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, pray for them that despitefully use you.
Страница 4113 - Weigh the vessel up Once dreaded by our foes ! And mingle with our cup The tear that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again Full charged with England's thunder. And plough the distant main : But Kempenfelt is gone, His victories are o'er ; And he and his eight hundred Shall plough the wave no more.
Страница 4111 - The season smiles, resigning all its rage, And has the warmth of May. The vault is blue Without a cloud, and white without a speck The dazzling splendour of the scene below.
Страница 4104 - With as much zeal, devotion, piety, He always liv'd, as other saints do die. Still with his soul severe account he kept, Weeping all debts out ere he slept. Then down in peace and innocence he lay, Like the sun's laborious light, Which still in water sets at night, Unsullied with his journey of the day.
Страница 4095 - ... him. There is no danger from me of offending him in this kind; neither my mind, nor my body, nor my fortune allow me any materials for that vanity. It is sufficient for my own contentment that they have preserved me from being scandalous, or remarkable on the defective side.
Страница 4119 - Shame knew him not, he dreaded no disgrace ; Truth, simple truth, was written in his face...

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