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... seen nothing but weedy luxuri- ance , and weather - stained decay . The triumph of genius was in the dis- covery and the use - in detecting the value of that which , to all other eyes , had been valueless - and in erecting a fabric ...
... seen nothing but weedy luxuri- ance , and weather - stained decay . The triumph of genius was in the dis- covery and the use - in detecting the value of that which , to all other eyes , had been valueless - and in erecting a fabric ...
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... seen mingle the compounds of passion and death for the hands of man ; and where the traitor and the murderer , moving in the conscious grasp of punishment and the grave , seem to be divested of all powers but those of enjoying and ...
... seen mingle the compounds of passion and death for the hands of man ; and where the traitor and the murderer , moving in the conscious grasp of punishment and the grave , seem to be divested of all powers but those of enjoying and ...
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... seen her dark eyes glisten , with an almost wicked delight , when one of those tales , for which ( we feel especially thankful ) the tea party is more notorious than the breakfast table , has been poured into her ears . Verily do we ...
... seen her dark eyes glisten , with an almost wicked delight , when one of those tales , for which ( we feel especially thankful ) the tea party is more notorious than the breakfast table , has been poured into her ears . Verily do we ...
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... , —about twice the number of family circles in Lon- don , -and as many " flats " in Edin- burgh . - Alas ! the widow Jones had heard of our " original , " though she had never seen it . If she had , per- 18 It's very Odd !
... , —about twice the number of family circles in Lon- don , -and as many " flats " in Edin- burgh . - Alas ! the widow Jones had heard of our " original , " though she had never seen it . If she had , per- 18 It's very Odd !
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... seen The Lights ' دو member to have seen elsewhere in bygone days . There were only two faces in the room beside our own , ( which we have not been latterly much in the habit of scrutinizing , ) so we looked upon Sal- ly's - it was all ...
... seen The Lights ' دو member to have seen elsewhere in bygone days . There were only two faces in the room beside our own , ( which we have not been latterly much in the habit of scrutinizing , ) so we looked upon Sal- ly's - it was all ...
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Page 88 - Morning Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Page 288 - So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since, seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain jewels in the carcanet.
Page 405 - Each passing hour sheds tribute from her wings ; And still new beauties meet his lonely walk, And loves unfelt attract him. Not a breeze Flies o'er the meadow, not a cloud imbibes The setting sun's effulgence, not a strain From all the tenants of the warbling shade Ascends, but whence his bosom can partake Fresh pleasure, unreproved...
Page 417 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Page 336 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not- — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises ; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Page 298 - He might have nourished us like " the fowls of the air and the lilies of the field," which " toil not, neither do they spin.
Page 340 - I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus ; but use all gently : for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, that may give it smoothness.
Page 62 - O gin my love were yon red rose That grows upon the castle wa', And I mysel' a drap o' dew, Into her bonnie breast to fa' ! Oh, there beyond expression blest. I'd feast on beauty a' the night ; Seal'd on her silk-saft faulds to rest, Till fley'd awa' by Phoebus
Page 296 - British monarchy, not more limited than fenced by the orders of the state, shall, like the proud Keep of Windsor, rising in the majesty of proportion, and girt with the double belt of its kindred and coeval towers...
Page 76 - ... you away. Fond fancy brought back to my slumbers Our walks on the Ness and the Den, And echoed the musical numbers Which you used to sing to me then. I know the romance, since it's over, 'Twere idle, or worse, to recall ; I know you're a terrible rover ; But Clarence, you'll come to our Ball ! It's only a year, since, at College, You put on your cap and your gown ; !But, Clarence...