The American Library of Art, Literature and Song, Volume 2Carson Stewart & Company, 1886 - Literature |
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... called the feast of Crispian : He that outlives this day and comes safe home Will stand a - tiptoe when this day is named , And rouse him at the name of Crispian . He that shall live this day and see old Will yearly on the vigil feast ...
... called the feast of Crispian : He that outlives this day and comes safe home Will stand a - tiptoe when this day is named , And rouse him at the name of Crispian . He that shall live this day and see old Will yearly on the vigil feast ...
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... called Retaliation " has not yet been fully explained , a person concerned in the business begs leave to give the following just and minute account of the whole affair . At a meeting of a com- pany of gentlemen who were well known to ...
... called Retaliation " has not yet been fully explained , a person concerned in the business begs leave to give the following just and minute account of the whole affair . At a meeting of a com- pany of gentlemen who were well known to ...
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" Just hear now . Once , as we hussars , all " They called him only the brave Walter ; " I nursed him , and , before his end bequeath- " Now , done ! I march in , then , to - morrow ; HANNIBAL TO HIS SOLDIERS . 66 You would have Spain.
" Just hear now . Once , as we hussars , all " They called him only the brave Walter ; " I nursed him , and , before his end bequeath- " Now , done ! I march in , then , to - morrow ; HANNIBAL TO HIS SOLDIERS . 66 You would have Spain.
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... as if he could sing the song of Orpheus to the Argonauts , who were the first sailors . ' He then called to the boy , ' What would you give my lad , to know about the Argonauts ? ' ' Sir , ' said the boy , ' I BOOKS . 35.
... as if he could sing the song of Orpheus to the Argonauts , who were the first sailors . ' He then called to the boy , ' What would you give my lad , to know about the Argonauts ? ' ' Sir , ' said the boy , ' I BOOKS . 35.
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... ultimately converted into heat . * I say " theoretically correct , " because it would require far more care and instrumental delicacy than appear to have by mechanical means new heat is called into existence . HEAT A MODE OF MOTION . 37.
... ultimately converted into heat . * I say " theoretically correct , " because it would require far more care and instrumental delicacy than appear to have by mechanical means new heat is called into existence . HEAT A MODE OF MOTION . 37.
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Page 100 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Page 100 - Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world — with kings, The powerful of the earth — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Page 102 - The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one, as before, will chase His favorite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Page 379 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heav'n pursue.
Page 22 - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote ; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining; Though equal to all things, for all things unfit, Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit : For a patriot, too cool ; for a drudge, disobedient ; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemploy'd, or in place, Sir, To eat mutton cold, and...
Page 88 - Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Page 498 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns," he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Page 294 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's King and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa'?
Page 379 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe. If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, O teach my heart To find that better way.
Page 198 - WITH deep affection And recollection I often think of Those Shandon bells, Whose sounds so wild would, In the days of childhood, Fling round my cradle Their magic spells. On this I ponder Where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder, Sweet Cork, of thee, — With thy bells of Shandon, That sound so grand on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.