The American Library of Art, Literature and Song, Volume 6Carson Stewart & Company, 1886 - Literature |
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... Round Table . · 134 197 124 404 . James Fenimore Cooper 260 Thomas Haynes Bayley . • 340 · • Bishop Burgess ( Rhode Island ) Guy Humphrey Mc Master . 141 • 150 . • Mrs. Anne Grant ( Miss Anne Mac Vicar ) Sir John Denham . 478 . • 383 ...
... Round Table . · 134 197 124 404 . James Fenimore Cooper 260 Thomas Haynes Bayley . • 340 · • Bishop Burgess ( Rhode Island ) Guy Humphrey Mc Master . 141 • 150 . • Mrs. Anne Grant ( Miss Anne Mac Vicar ) Sir John Denham . 478 . • 383 ...
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... round her with one hand , she laid the other on the arm of Mr. Carlyle : He was not angry with Joyce , for he thought she had lost her reason . 66 It is so , sir , incredible as you may deem my words , " pursued Joyce , wringing her ...
... round her with one hand , she laid the other on the arm of Mr. Carlyle : He was not angry with Joyce , for he thought she had lost her reason . 66 It is so , sir , incredible as you may deem my words , " pursued Joyce , wringing her ...
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... round her with a fresh shiver . " How ' on the wrong scent ' ? " " With regard to your husband and that Hare girl . You were blindly , outrageously jealous of him . " " Go on . " " And I say I think you were on the wrong scent . I do ...
... round her with a fresh shiver . " How ' on the wrong scent ' ? " " With regard to your husband and that Hare girl . You were blindly , outrageously jealous of him . " " Go on . " " And I say I think you were on the wrong scent . I do ...
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... round : My Lady ? " " I should die happier if I might see him . " " See him ! " uttered Joyce , doubting her own ears . " My Lady ! See him ! Mr. Carlyle ? " What can it signify ? I am already as one dead . Should I ask it or wish it ...
... round : My Lady ? " " I should die happier if I might see him . " " See him ! " uttered Joyce , doubting her own ears . " My Lady ! See him ! Mr. Carlyle ? " What can it signify ? I am already as one dead . Should I ask it or wish it ...
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... round the room , as does one awak- ing from a dream . " I could not die without your forgiveness , " she murmured , her eyes falling before him as she thought of her past ' Is Madame Vine worse , Cornelia ? Will sin . " Do not turn from ...
... round the room , as does one awak- ing from a dream . " I could not die without your forgiveness , " she murmured , her eyes falling before him as she thought of her past ' Is Madame Vine worse , Cornelia ? Will sin . " Do not turn from ...
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Page 444 - And there shall be no more curse: but the throne of God and of the Lamb shall be in it; and his servants shall serve him: and they shall see his face; and his name shall be in their foreheads.
Page 128 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
Page 113 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it : I have killed many : I have fully glutted my vengeance : for my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. But do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
Page 151 - I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps ; They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps ; I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps. His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel : " As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal...
Page 129 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Page 150 - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword. His truth is marching on.
Page 129 - O say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming! And the rockets...
Page 409 - Man is his own star; and the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate; Nothing to him falls early or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
Page 223 - When a righteous man turneth away from his righteousness, and committeth iniquity, and dieth in them; for his iniquity that he hath done shall he die. Again, when the wicked man turneth away from his wickedness that he hath committed, and doeth that which Is lawful and right, he shall save his soul alive.
Page 131 - Forever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us ? JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE.