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... mother and her father ; so he said to her , O temptation of the age , dost thou desire that I restore thee to thy mother and thy father ? O my master , she answered , by Allah that is not my desire : my desire is rather to be with thee ...
... mother and her father ; so he said to her , O temptation of the age , dost thou desire that I restore thee to thy mother and thy father ? O my master , she answered , by Allah that is not my desire : my desire is rather to be with thee ...
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... mother , Snatch'd from the soft moist ivory of her arm , To wrap about Adonis ' wounded thigh ; There shalt thou see a wheel of Titan's car , Which dropp'd from heaven when Phaeton fir'd the world : I'll give thee ( if thou wilt ) two ...
... mother , Snatch'd from the soft moist ivory of her arm , To wrap about Adonis ' wounded thigh ; There shalt thou see a wheel of Titan's car , Which dropp'd from heaven when Phaeton fir'd the world : I'll give thee ( if thou wilt ) two ...
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... mother ) relish sleep , When her last sickness summon'd her to heaven . He sleeps profoundly : when his amorous eyes Had sing'd their wings in Cupid's wanton flames , I set him all on fire , and promis'd love : In pride whereof , he ...
... mother ) relish sleep , When her last sickness summon'd her to heaven . He sleeps profoundly : when his amorous eyes Had sing'd their wings in Cupid's wanton flames , I set him all on fire , and promis'd love : In pride whereof , he ...
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... mother the moon , the wind is in the womb , the earth is the nurse of it , and mother of all perfection . All this must be received with modesty and wisdom . ' The chymical people carry , in all their jargon , a whimsical sort of piety ...
... mother the moon , the wind is in the womb , the earth is the nurse of it , and mother of all perfection . All this must be received with modesty and wisdom . ' The chymical people carry , in all their jargon , a whimsical sort of piety ...
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... mother a lady of high degree ; But they , alas ! were dead , him fro ' , And he lov'd keeping company . To spend the day with merry cheer , To drink and revel every night , To card and dice from eve to morn , It was , I ween , his ...
... mother a lady of high degree ; But they , alas ! were dead , him fro ' , And he lov'd keeping company . To spend the day with merry cheer , To drink and revel every night , To card and dice from eve to morn , It was , I ween , his ...
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Page 205 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream : Him, haply, slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-foundered skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
Page 180 - Hyena foemen, and hot-blooded lords, Whose very dogs would execrations howl Against his lineage : not one breast affords Him any mercy, in that mansion foul, Save one old beldame, weak in body and in soul.
Page 205 - As when to them who sail Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past Mozambic, off at sea north-east winds blow Sabean odours from the spicy shore Of Araby the Blest ; with such delay Well pleased they slack their course, and many a league Cheered with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles...
Page 178 - Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith.
Page 187 - She hurried at his words, beset with fears, For there were sleeping dragons all around, At glaring watch, perhaps, with ready spears — Down the wide stairs a darkling way they found.
Page 183 - For I am slow and feeble, and scarce dare On such a catering trust my dizzy head. Wait here, my child, with patience ; kneel in prayer The while : Ah ! thou must needs the lady wed, Or may I never leave my grave among the dead.
Page 82 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn, That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down, the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength; And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Page 180 - Buttress'd from moonlight, stands he, and implores All saints to give him sight of Madeline, But for one moment in the tedious hours, That he might gaze and worship all unseen; 80 Perchance speak, kneel, touch, kiss — in sooth such things have been.
Page 179 - Eve, Young virgins might have visions of delight, And soft adorings from their loves receive Upon the honey'd middle of the night, If ceremonies due they did aright ; As, supperless to bed they must retire, And couch supine their beauties, lily white ; Nor look behind, nor sideways, but require Of Heaven with upward eyes for all that they desire.
Page 85 - Thus nightly revell'd to and fro ; And for my pranks men call me by The name of Robin Good-fellow.