The Speaker's Garland: Comprising 100 Choice Selections ...Penn Publishing Company, 1904 |
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21. oldal
... follow suit . " The clergyman sank back in his chair perplexed . Scotty leaned his head on his hand , and gave himself up to reflec- tion . Presently his face came up , sorrowful , but confident . " I've got it now , so's you can savvy ...
... follow suit . " The clergyman sank back in his chair perplexed . Scotty leaned his head on his hand , and gave himself up to reflec- tion . Presently his face came up , sorrowful , but confident . " I've got it now , so's you can savvy ...
63. oldal
... follows : The yowler is evidently looking and calling for another cat , with whom he has made an appointment . I will imi- tate a cat , and this cat will think t'other cat's around . This cat will come toward me , and when he shall have ...
... follows : The yowler is evidently looking and calling for another cat , with whom he has made an appointment . I will imi- tate a cat , and this cat will think t'other cat's around . This cat will come toward me , and when he shall have ...
72. oldal
... Follow him with my eye , Scarcely believing that - he is not there ! I know his face is hid Under the coffin lid ; Closed are his eyes ; cold is his forehead fair ; My hand that marble felt ; O'er it in prayer I knelt ; Yet my heart ...
... Follow him with my eye , Scarcely believing that - he is not there ! I know his face is hid Under the coffin lid ; Closed are his eyes ; cold is his forehead fair ; My hand that marble felt ; O'er it in prayer I knelt ; Yet my heart ...
134. oldal
... follow , While the water - crag's corolla Trembled to his music sighs . But those purple waves enchanted , Rolled beside a city haunted By an awful spell , that daunted Every comer to her shore : Night shades rank the air encumbered ...
... follow , While the water - crag's corolla Trembled to his music sighs . But those purple waves enchanted , Rolled beside a city haunted By an awful spell , that daunted Every comer to her shore : Night shades rank the air encumbered ...
135. oldal
... follow in their funeral train ; but age has few admirers , few mourners . This was an old man , and the circle of mourners was small two children , who had themselves passed the mid- dle of life , and who had children of their own to ...
... follow in their funeral train ; but age has few admirers , few mourners . This was an old man , and the circle of mourners was small two children , who had themselves passed the mid- dle of life , and who had children of their own to ...
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167. oldal - No, by the rood, not so: You are the queen, your husband's brother's wife; And — would it were not so ! — you are my mother.
113. oldal - Set in a note-book, learned, and conned by rote, To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep My spirit from mine eyes ! There is my dagger, And here my naked breast ; within, a heart Dearer than Plutus...
167. oldal - Such an act That blurs the grace and blush of modesty; Calls virtue hypocrite; takes off the rose From the fair forehead of an innocent love, And sets a blister there; makes marriage -vows As false as dicers...
85. oldal - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse: which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...
71. oldal - From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well : For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored and unsung.
140. oldal - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
121. oldal - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling. And here and there a foamy flake Upon me as I travel, With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel; And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river; For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.
32. oldal - There is no death ! What seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
168. oldal - Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband. — Look you now, what follows: Here is your husband, like a mildew'd ear Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor?
38. oldal - Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again just for to-night! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart as of yore ; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair ; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep ; — Rock me to sleep, mother, — rock me to sleep ! Backward, flow backward, oh, tide of the years!