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... mother was spared until after parturition , and then burned alive , while the off- spring was devoted to the service of the Sun. The priests of the Sun were almost innumer - received with profound respect , and passed the able , and in ...
... mother was spared until after parturition , and then burned alive , while the off- spring was devoted to the service of the Sun. The priests of the Sun were almost innumer - received with profound respect , and passed the able , and in ...
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... mother's shame , and to bring Godoy to trial as his mother's paramour . Napoleon thus deli- cately suggested to him that in dishonoring his mother , he did but invalidate the legitimacy of his own birth , and thus prove that he had no ...
... mother's shame , and to bring Godoy to trial as his mother's paramour . Napoleon thus deli- cately suggested to him that in dishonoring his mother , he did but invalidate the legitimacy of his own birth , and thus prove that he had no ...
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... mother , with surrounding him with pleasure and surveillance . her more voluble woman's tongue , fell upon the This will probably last throughout the month of eulprit . A flood of most uncourtly epithets she May and a part of June ...
... mother , with surrounding him with pleasure and surveillance . her more voluble woman's tongue , fell upon the This will probably last throughout the month of eulprit . A flood of most uncourtly epithets she May and a part of June ...
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... mother's soft , dark eye , and his father's tall , slight form , and in all other respects seemed perfectly identified with the tastes and habits of his parents and gentle sisters : a hundred new enjoyments seem- ed to have arrived with ...
... mother's soft , dark eye , and his father's tall , slight form , and in all other respects seemed perfectly identified with the tastes and habits of his parents and gentle sisters : a hundred new enjoyments seem- ed to have arrived with ...
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... mother on his going to college some years ago , but nothing more of his came to shore . Days and days passed on , and every thing that wealth , and influence , and restless , anxious energy could effect , was put in practice , but ...
... mother on his going to college some years ago , but nothing more of his came to shore . Days and days passed on , and every thing that wealth , and influence , and restless , anxious energy could effect , was put in practice , but ...
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Page 2 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Page 357 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Page 1 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 4 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing lingering look behind?
Page 6 - Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth. And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Page 6 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frowned not on his humble birth, And melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, . Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to misery all he had, a tear: He gained from heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend.
Page 5 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Page 331 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow...
Page 331 - We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
Page 2 - Await alike the inevitable hour; The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where, through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.