Cooper's Works, Том 26

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Stringer and Townsend, 1855
 

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Страница 259 - I' the name of truth, Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner You greet with present grace, and great prediction Of noble having, and of royal hope, That he seems rapt withal...
Страница 19 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
Страница 245 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Страница 375 - tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, ^ That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Страница 138 - Doom'd o'er the world through devious paths to roam, Each clime my country, and each house my home, My soul is soothed, my cares have found an end, I greet my long lost, unforgotten friend.
Страница 107 - My lord, I will use them according to their desert. Ham. Odd's bodikin, man, much better: Use every man after his desert, and who shall 'scape whipping ! Use them after your own honour and dignity : The less they deserve, the more merit is in your bounty.
Страница 275 - THE flower that smiles to-day To-morrow dies ; All that we wish to stay, Tempts and then flies; What is this world's delight ? Lightning that mocks the night, Brief even as bright. Virtue, how frail it is ! Friendship too rare ! Love, how it sells poor bliss For proud despair ! But we, though soon they fall, Survive their joy and all Which ours we call.
Страница 199 - ... know that we should meet no more; They tempted me, my beautiful ! for hunger's power is strong — They tempted me, my beautiful! but I have loved too long. Who said that I had given thee up? Who said that thou wert sold?
Страница 49 - Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labour and to wait.
Страница 303 - ... played! There oft a restless Indian queen (Pale Shebah with her braided hair) And many a barbarous form is seen To chide the man that lingers there. By midnight moons, o'er moistening dews; In habit for the chase arrayed, The hunter still the deer pursues, The hunter and the deer— a shade! And long shall timorous Fancy see The painted chief, and pointed spear, And Reason's self shall bow the knee To shadows and delusions here.

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