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... night , of the 27th of June , 1787 , between the hours of eleven and twelve , that I wrote the last lines of the last page , in a summer - house in my garden . After laying down my pen , I took several turns in a berceau , or covered ...
... night , of the 27th of June , 1787 , between the hours of eleven and twelve , that I wrote the last lines of the last page , in a summer - house in my garden . After laying down my pen , I took several turns in a berceau , or covered ...
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... night was employed in the celebration of thirty masses of the Holy Ghost ; and in the morning , Rienzi , bareheaded , but in complete armour , issued from the church , encompassed by the hundred conspirators . The pope's vicar , the ...
... night was employed in the celebration of thirty masses of the Holy Ghost ; and in the morning , Rienzi , bareheaded , but in complete armour , issued from the church , encompassed by the hundred conspirators . The pope's vicar , the ...
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... night ; and the venerable hero , Ste- phen Colonna , striking against the door of his prison , repeatedly urged his guards to deliver him by a speedy death from such ignominious servitude . In the morning they understood their sentence ...
... night ; and the venerable hero , Ste- phen Colonna , striking against the door of his prison , repeatedly urged his guards to deliver him by a speedy death from such ignominious servitude . In the morning they understood their sentence ...
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... night : the gates were strictly guarded , or inso- lently open ; and after some hesitation they sounded a retreat . The two first divisions had passed along the walls , but the prospect of a free entrance tempted the headstrong valour ...
... night : the gates were strictly guarded , or inso- lently open ; and after some hesitation they sounded a retreat . The two first divisions had passed along the walls , but the prospect of a free entrance tempted the headstrong valour ...
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... night of tempest ! All things then Would minister to joy ; then should thine heart Be heal'd and harmonized , and thou wouldst feel God always , every where , and all in all . - SOUTHEY . SHELLEY , the great master of harmony , has one ...
... night of tempest ! All things then Would minister to joy ; then should thine heart Be heal'd and harmonized , and thou wouldst feel God always , every where , and all in all . - SOUTHEY . SHELLEY , the great master of harmony , has one ...
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Page 100 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Page 191 - Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year...
Page 401 - This wisdom descendeth not from above, but is earthly, sensual, devilish. For where envying and strife is, there is confusion and every evil work. But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, and easy to be intreated, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality, and without hypocrisy.
Page 90 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Page 192 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Page 90 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. About, about, in reel and rout The death-fires danced at night; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.
Page 96 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream,! To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Page 18 - Lords and Commons of England, consider what nation it is whereof ye are and whereof ye are the governors : a nation not slow and dull, but of a quick, ingenious, and piercing spirit, acute to invent, subtle and sinewy to discourse, not beneath the reach of any point the highest that human capacity can soar to.
Page 100 - Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway.
Page 91 - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! I bit my arm, I sucked .the blood, And cried, A sail! a sail! With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Gramercy! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!