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... face . The cuirassiers , too , with their low cocked hats , and straight black feathers , as well as the " Portes Drapeaux , " whose brilliant uniforms , all slashed with gold , seemed scarcely in keeping with yellow - topped boots ...
... face . The cuirassiers , too , with their low cocked hats , and straight black feathers , as well as the " Portes Drapeaux , " whose brilliant uniforms , all slashed with gold , seemed scarcely in keeping with yellow - topped boots ...
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... face and sad plight made me think better of it ; and I seized the bridle at once ; but just as I had done so , the escort galloped forward , and the dragoons coming on the flank of the miserable beast , over he went , barrels and all ...
... face and sad plight made me think better of it ; and I seized the bridle at once ; but just as I had done so , the escort galloped forward , and the dragoons coming on the flank of the miserable beast , over he went , barrels and all ...
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... face . The poor woman raised her blood- shot eyes to his face , as if she was puzzled by his words . She saw that he was suffering , and with intuitive delicacy she desisted from pressing her wants , though her need was great . " Well ...
... face . The poor woman raised her blood- shot eyes to his face , as if she was puzzled by his words . She saw that he was suffering , and with intuitive delicacy she desisted from pressing her wants , though her need was great . " Well ...
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... face , but he strove to suppress it , and his voice was calm when he spoke . " Some time before my son married you , I gave up all my business to him I came to live here amongst trees and flowers -- I gave up all the lucrative business ...
... face , but he strove to suppress it , and his voice was calm when he spoke . " Some time before my son married you , I gave up all my business to him I came to live here amongst trees and flowers -- I gave up all the lucrative business ...
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... face ; but he pressed his hand closely on his breast , and was silent for some moments . " I was once rich , I believe . Yes - it is not a dream , ” he said , in a slow , self- communing voice . " Gold and silver , once ye were plenty ...
... face ; but he pressed his hand closely on his breast , and was silent for some moments . " I was once rich , I believe . Yes - it is not a dream , ” he said , in a slow , self- communing voice . " Gold and silver , once ye were plenty ...
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Страница 53 - ... to establish a defence on the ground of insanity, it must be clearly proved that, at the time of the committing of the act, the party accused was laboring under such a defect of reason, from disease of the mind, as not to know the nature and quality of the act he was doing ; or, if he did know it, that he did not know he was doing what was wrong.
Страница 220 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Страница 214 - Who, doomed to go in company with pain, And fear, and bloodshed, miserable train ! Turns his necessity to glorious gain ; In face of these doth exercise a power Which is our human nature's highest dower ; Controls them and subdues, transmutes, bereaves Of their bad influence, and their good receives...
Страница 213 - CHARACTER OF THE HAPPY WARRIOR. WHO is the happy Warrior ? Who is he That every Man in arms should wish to be ? It is the generous Spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his childish thought...
Страница 214 - Whose powers shed round him in the common strife, Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a Lover; and attired With sudden brightness, like a Man inspired ; And, through the heat of conflict, keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw...
Страница 340 - Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Страница 333 - Not Chaos, not The darkest pit of lowest Erebus, Nor aught of blinder vacancy — scooped out By help of dreams, can breed such fear and awe As fall upon us often when we look Into our minds, into the mind of man, My haunt, and the main region of my song.
Страница 214 - Tis he whose law is reason; who depends Upon that law as on the best of friends; Whence, in a state where men are tempted still To evil for a guard against worse ill...
Страница 335 - Invisible, yet liveth to the heart ; O'er all that leaps and runs, and shouts and sings, Or beats the gladsome air ; o'er all that glides Beneath the wave, yea, in the wave itself, And mighty depth of waters. Wonder not If high the transport, great the joy I felt, Communing in this sort through earth and heaven With every form of creature, as it looked Towards the Uncreated with a countenance Of adoration, with an eye of love. One song they sang, and it was audible, Most audible, then, when the fleshly...
Страница 122 - But the harvest time of Love is there. Oh ! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight...