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... turned away her head to hide the joy which shone on her face . In a few days the old man became seriously ill , and was altogether con- fined to his room . As death evidently approached , his mind became serene and calm , and he ...
... turned away her head to hide the joy which shone on her face . In a few days the old man became seriously ill , and was altogether con- fined to his room . As death evidently approached , his mind became serene and calm , and he ...
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... turned from their airing , they found , to their great surprise , that it was already oc- cupied . Their indignation was of course very great ; but all parley was fruitless , and all attempts for the peaceable recovery of their property ...
... turned from their airing , they found , to their great surprise , that it was already oc- cupied . Their indignation was of course very great ; but all parley was fruitless , and all attempts for the peaceable recovery of their property ...
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... turned , accompanied by a prodigious number of their tribe , each bearing a load of the mortar - like cement which they use in the formation of their nests ; and which they so immediately and so dexterously employed in rapid succession ...
... turned , accompanied by a prodigious number of their tribe , each bearing a load of the mortar - like cement which they use in the formation of their nests ; and which they so immediately and so dexterously employed in rapid succession ...
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... turning from the casement , he would plant himself by the door , and listen with eager curiosity for any sound from Sir ... turned cold . " Malora - Corpo di Pluto ! ' muttered he between his teeth . ' What is it ? Will he reeng again ...
... turning from the casement , he would plant himself by the door , and listen with eager curiosity for any sound from Sir ... turned cold . " Malora - Corpo di Pluto ! ' muttered he between his teeth . ' What is it ? Will he reeng again ...
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... turned to the composition of a picture from which the print might be engraven . He had resolved not to put his name to the publication , and therefore felt that a group entitled ' The Poet's Home ' could convey no identity ; and he ...
... turned to the composition of a picture from which the print might be engraven . He had resolved not to put his name to the publication , and therefore felt that a group entitled ' The Poet's Home ' could convey no identity ; and he ...
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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...