The World's Great Masterpieces: History, Biography, Science, Philosophy, Poetry, the Drama, Travel, Adventure, Fiction, Etc, Volumen23Harry Thurston Peck, Frank R. Stockton, Julian Hawthorne American Literary Society, 1901 |
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... stopped him , saying , " It is as well as it is . I had rather it should go out of the field with me ; " and in that manner , so becoming to a soldier , Moore was borne from the field . Notwithstanding this disaster , the troops gained ...
... stopped him , saying , " It is as well as it is . I had rather it should go out of the field with me ; " and in that manner , so becoming to a soldier , Moore was borne from the field . Notwithstanding this disaster , the troops gained ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Arabic arms beautiful began BELVIDERA born Brahman breast brooklet buy my caller called caller herrin Carcassonne CAROLINA OLIPHANT child Cockpen dark dead dear death died door eagles earth English Estwicke eyes fables face father feel Ferrol fire flowers France French friends gave Gervis Giorgione hand head heard heart heaven Hitopadesa honor hope hour hundred pipers JAFFEIR Kendricks King Kriemhild La Brède ladies land light lived look Lord Lucilla MacIlray Major Jartree Marcel Marjoribanks Mazagran mind Miss Marjoribanks morning nature never NIBELUNGENLIED night o'er once Persia Philippe poems poet private judgment returned Rodolphe rose round Rutherford Alcock Sanskrit seemed Sergius Paulus soul stood story tears thee things thou thought tion Titian took translated turned Vayne Venice voice woman word young youth
Pasajes populares
Página 8717 - While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, 'Be Thou my Guide; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside.
Página 8630 - And we, that now make merry in the Room They left, and Summer dresses in new bloom, Ourselves must we beneath the Couch of Earth Descend — ourselves to make a Couch — for whom? Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend ; Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie.
Página 8570 - The muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo ; No more on life's parade shall meet That brave and fallen few. On Fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And Glory guards with solemn round The bivouac of the dead.
Página 8532 - Who, if he rise to station of command, Rises by open means; and there will stand On honourable terms, or else retire, And in himself possess his own desire: Who comprehends his trust, and to the same, Keeps faithful with a singleness of aim...
Página 8484 - LEAD, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on ! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on ! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene, — one step enough for me.
Página 8489 - This most beautiful system of the sun, planets, and comets could only proceed from the counsel and dominion of an intelligent and powerful Being.
Página 8629 - Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough, A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse — and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness — And Wilderness is Paradise enow. XII " How sweet is mortal Sovranty ! " — think some : Others — " How blest the Paradise to come...
Página 8705 - It is a happy world after all. The air, the earth, the water, teem with delighted existence. In a spring noon, or a summer evening, on whichever side I turn my eyes, myriads of happy beings crowd upon my view. " The insect youth are on the wing.
Página 8628 - Come, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring Your Winter-garment of Repentance fling: The Bird of Time has but a little way To flutter — and the Bird is on the Wing.
Página 8630 - I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head.