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... tree that grows at the bottom of the hill . The emperor of Persia had no sooner declared his will , than the Hin- doo turned a peg , which was in the hollow of the horse's neck , just by the pummel of the saddle ; and in an instant the ...
... tree that grows at the bottom of the hill . The emperor of Persia had no sooner declared his will , than the Hin- doo turned a peg , which was in the hollow of the horse's neck , just by the pummel of the saddle ; and in an instant the ...
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... trees , which were full as beautiful as those of Persia , but quite different . Here taking the opportunity of entering into conversation with the princess , he said , I always believed , madam , that no part of the world but Persia ...
... trees , which were full as beautiful as those of Persia , but quite different . Here taking the opportunity of entering into conversation with the princess , he said , I always believed , madam , that no part of the world but Persia ...
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... trees - the tree of Virtue and the tree of Vice . At their planting Virtue says , - How many kingdoms have I measured , Only to find a climate apt to cherish These withering branches ? but no ground can prove So happy : Ah me ! none do ...
... trees - the tree of Virtue and the tree of Vice . At their planting Virtue says , - How many kingdoms have I measured , Only to find a climate apt to cherish These withering branches ? but no ground can prove So happy : Ah me ! none do ...
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... tree , which did thine eyes entice , Was planted here by Vice : lo , here stands Vice : How often hast thou sued to win her grace ? And . Till now , I never did behold her face . For . Thou didst behold her at thy father's death , When ...
... tree , which did thine eyes entice , Was planted here by Vice : lo , here stands Vice : How often hast thou sued to win her grace ? And . Till now , I never did behold her face . For . Thou didst behold her at thy father's death , When ...
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... tree , Here's physic for thy sick deformity . And . ' Tis bitter : this fruit I shall ne'er digest . Vir . Try once ... trees , By help of them , win both thy purse and hat : I will instruct thee how , for on my wings To England shalt ...
... tree , Here's physic for thy sick deformity . And . ' Tis bitter : this fruit I shall ne'er digest . Vir . Try once ... trees , By help of them , win both thy purse and hat : I will instruct thee how , for on my wings To England shalt ...
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Abudah adventure African magician Ali Baba Alla ad Deen answered arrows asked Baba ballad beautiful began beheld bold brother brought caliph captain carried Cassim chest Chrimhild Count of Foix court cried daughter death Deen Deen's mother door eunuchs eyes father favour fear fell forest Fortunatus gave genie give gold grand vizier Gunter Haghen hand hath head hear heard heart heir of Linne Hindoo honour horse island jewels king Klaus knew lady lamp Little John looked lord majesty marriage master merchants Moonites Morgiana morning never night ordered Orthon outlaw palace Pancake Hill perceived present prince of Persia princess Buddir princess of Bengal quoth replied returned rich robbers Robin Hood ship Sinbad slaves soon stood story sultan Tasgi tell thee thine thou hast thought told took tree Valentine voyage wife wonderful wood words
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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.