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... father was a fisherman , and the child first saw the light among the nets and baskets of a little hut on the ... father's trade . When he was about his twentieth year he left Amalfi and crossed the bay to Naples . There he took a garret ...
... father was a fisherman , and the child first saw the light among the nets and baskets of a little hut on the ... father's trade . When he was about his twentieth year he left Amalfi and crossed the bay to Naples . There he took a garret ...
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... father . After I left you here yesterday , you dis- covered these ? " Indeed , indeed ! " she murmured , with a ... father's record been discov ered when I was a young man , had he dealt by me justly instead of mercifully , what evil ...
... father . After I left you here yesterday , you dis- covered these ? " Indeed , indeed ! " she murmured , with a ... father's record been discov ered when I was a young man , had he dealt by me justly instead of mercifully , what evil ...
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... father's confession , " said Carew , " I became a law unto myself . I will not pain you by ask- ing whether you believe me guilty or no ; you cannot do otherwise than look upon me as a monster , as I look upon myself . The law cannot ...
... father's confession , " said Carew , " I became a law unto myself . I will not pain you by ask- ing whether you believe me guilty or no ; you cannot do otherwise than look upon me as a monster , as I look upon myself . The law cannot ...
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... father , who never thought , who never would think , any sacrifice too great to make for his son's happiness . I did not complain , and I do not ; it is the way of things , and we old ones must stand aside , and be humbly grateful that ...
... father , who never thought , who never would think , any sacrifice too great to make for his son's happiness . I did not complain , and I do not ; it is the way of things , and we old ones must stand aside , and be humbly grateful that ...
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... father was in pursuit of her , and had vowed to kill her and her baby . -- > " He will kill me - he will kill me ! " moaned Patricia . " No one must know I have been here but you -no one , no one ! " And then she rocked herself hysteri ...
... father was in pursuit of her , and had vowed to kill her and her baby . -- > " He will kill me - he will kill me ! " moaned Patricia . " No one must know I have been here but you -no one , no one ! " And then she rocked herself hysteri ...
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Page 288 - Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard-lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.
Page 297 - This view, most popular at the end of the last and the beginning of this century and coinciding with the golden age of natural sciences, found its strongest support among biologists.
Page 287 - Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair! Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu; And, happy melodist, unwearied, For ever piping songs for ever new; More happy love!
Page 463 - I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom...
Page 262 - Tous les grands divertissements sont dangereux pour la vie chrétienne ; mais entre tous ceux que le monde a inventés, il n'y en a point qui soit plus à craindre que la comédie. C'est une représentation si naturelle et si délicate des passions, qu'elle les émeut et les fait naître dans notre cœur, et surtout celle de l'amour, principalement lorsqu'on le représente fort chaste et fort honnête.
Page 287 - Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endeared, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone...
Page 281 - GREAT spirits now on earth are sojourning ; He of the cloud, the cataract, the lake, Who on Helvellyn's summit, wide awake, Catches his freshness from Archangel's wing : He of the rose, the violet, the spring, The social smile, the chain for Freedom's sake : And lo!
Page 281 - An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink. Nor do we merely feel these essences For one short hour ; no, even as the trees That whisper round a temple become soon Dear as the temple's self, so does the moon, The passion poesy, glories infinite, Haunt us till they become a cheering light Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether there be shine or gloom o'ercast, They always must be with us or we die.
Page 91 - Be Yarrow Stream unseen, unknown ! It must, or we shall rue it : We have a vision of our own ; Ah I why should we undo it ? The treasured dreams of times long past, We'll keep them, winsome Marrow ! For when we're there, although 'tis fair, 'Twill be another Yarrow.
Page 56 - The One remains, the many change and pass; Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly ; Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of Eternity, Until Death tramples it to fragments.