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... ISHMAEL , THE ANGEL . SCENE I. - Before the House of Abraham . ABRAHAM , HAGAR , ISHMAEL . HAGAR . AND is it come to this ? -will you , You whom I've loved with that full fervent love Which virgins feel towards him to whom they yield ...
... ISHMAEL , THE ANGEL . SCENE I. - Before the House of Abraham . ABRAHAM , HAGAR , ISHMAEL . HAGAR . AND is it come to this ? -will you , You whom I've loved with that full fervent love Which virgins feel towards him to whom they yield ...
Page 253
... ISHMAEL . Nay , father , do not send us forth ! indeed I will be yielding to my little brother , Although he scorns me , and says I'm his slave And bondsman . Do not send us forth ! I'll love him , And Sarah too ; though she ...
... ISHMAEL . Nay , father , do not send us forth ! indeed I will be yielding to my little brother , Although he scorns me , and says I'm his slave And bondsman . Do not send us forth ! I'll love him , And Sarah too ; though she ...
Page 254
... Ishmael dies ? - Oh ! weak and cruel man , who thus art driven To deeds of death against your wish - to kill Those whom you say you love , that you may please The hate and rancour of a jealous woman ! We both shall perish , -and ' tis ...
... Ishmael dies ? - Oh ! weak and cruel man , who thus art driven To deeds of death against your wish - to kill Those whom you say you love , that you may please The hate and rancour of a jealous woman ! We both shall perish , -and ' tis ...
Page 255
... ISHMAEL . ISHMAEL . Mother , dear mother , I can go no farther , Here must I sink and die ! I faint with thirst And weariness unbearable . My feet Are burst and bleeding with the hard hot sand- My stiffening knees ache at each step I ...
... ISHMAEL . ISHMAEL . Mother , dear mother , I can go no farther , Here must I sink and die ! I faint with thirst And weariness unbearable . My feet Are burst and bleeding with the hard hot sand- My stiffening knees ache at each step I ...
Page 256
... ISHMAEL . Oh , mother , ' tis too late ! I faint - I sink- If Jordan rolled its ample wave within An hundred paces from my panting lip I could not reach it now- But see ! oh see ! Yonder is water , mother ! see it gleams In the bright ...
... ISHMAEL . Oh , mother , ' tis too late ! I faint - I sink- If Jordan rolled its ample wave within An hundred paces from my panting lip I could not reach it now- But see ! oh see ! Yonder is water , mother ! see it gleams In the bright ...
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Page 30 - A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten.
Page 31 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Page 197 - I was stared at, hooted at, grinned at, chattered at, by monkeys, by paroquets, by cockatoos. I ran into pagodas: and was fixed, for centuries, at the summit, or in secret rooms; I was the idol; I was the priest; I was worshipped; I was sacrificed.
Page 37 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Page 191 - I took it:— and in an hour, oh heavens! what a revulsion! what an upheaving, from its lowest depths, of the inner spirit! what an apocalypse of the world within me! That my pains had vanished, was now a trifle in my eyes:— this negative effect was swallowed up in the immensity of those positive effects which had opened before me— in the abyss of divine enjoyment thus suddenly revealed.
Page 192 - ... of the world within me ! That my pains had vanished, was now a trifle in my eyes : — this negative effect was swallowed up in the immensity of those positive effects which had opened before me — in the abyss of divine enjoyment thus suddenly revealed. Here was a panacea — a ^UMO-/ nviyStt for all human woes: here was the secret of happiness, about which philosophers had disputed for so many ages, at once discovered : happiness might now be bought for a penny, and carried in the waistcoat...
Page 32 - Thou givest salvation even for alms; Not with a bribed lawyer's palms. And this is mine eternal plea To Him that made heaven, earth, and sea. That, since my flesh must die so soon, And want a head to dine next noon, Just at the stroke, when my veins start and spread, Set on my soul an everlasting head!
Page 430 - And he arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still. And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm.
Page 182 - The poor child crept close to me for warmth, and for security against her ghostly enemies. When I was not more than usually ill, I took her into my arms, so that, in general, she was tolerably warm, and often slept when I could not...
Page 179 - At thirteen I wrote Greek with ease ; and at fifteen my command of that language was so great that I not only composed Greek verses in lyric metres, but could converse in Greek fluently and without embarrassment — an accomplishment which I have not since met with in any scholar of my times, and which in my case was owing to the practice of daily reading off the newspapers into the best Greek I could furnish extempore; for the necessity...