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... head consecrated in their eyes by misfortune . Res est sacra miser , said a Roman sage ; but the axiom was never so true anywhere as among the Irish peasants in the old troubles . The feats of the outlaws , and the songs composed on ...
... head consecrated in their eyes by misfortune . Res est sacra miser , said a Roman sage ; but the axiom was never so true anywhere as among the Irish peasants in the old troubles . The feats of the outlaws , and the songs composed on ...
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... head of King Charles the Seventh . As Charles kneeled by the high altar , Jeanne " la Pucelle " stood by his side , leaning on her snow - white banner , spotted with the fleur - de - lis of France , on which was represented the Saviour ...
... head of King Charles the Seventh . As Charles kneeled by the high altar , Jeanne " la Pucelle " stood by his side , leaning on her snow - white banner , spotted with the fleur - de - lis of France , on which was represented the Saviour ...
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... head sank on her husband's breast . " That instant the awful summons came . Without a word , or sigh , or moan , the spirit passed ! " Katharine was dead . But she died on Paul Lynedon's breast , knowing herself his wife , beloved even ...
... head sank on her husband's breast . " That instant the awful summons came . Without a word , or sigh , or moan , the spirit passed ! " Katharine was dead . But she died on Paul Lynedon's breast , knowing herself his wife , beloved even ...
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... head , as a sigh came from that corner of the room where the bed stood , and some one might be heard turning and tossing uneasily upon the mattress , then she returned to her occu- pation , and plied her needle with increased assiduity ...
... head , as a sigh came from that corner of the room where the bed stood , and some one might be heard turning and tossing uneasily upon the mattress , then she returned to her occu- pation , and plied her needle with increased assiduity ...
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... head , from which fell a profusion of the fairest hair in the world , and leaning her head upon her arm , watched in a sort of im- patient patience , the progress of the inde- fatigable needle - woman . One o'clock striking , and you ...
... head , from which fell a profusion of the fairest hair in the world , and leaning her head upon her arm , watched in a sort of im- patient patience , the progress of the inde- fatigable needle - woman . One o'clock striking , and you ...
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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...