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149. oldal
The old venor and Cavendish squares to dowager traveler , who is never
embarrassed with old women who loll about in silk - lined more luggage than he
can carry a short carriages , with puppets in their armsdistance himself , winds his
way ...
The old venor and Cavendish squares to dowager traveler , who is never
embarrassed with old women who loll about in silk - lined more luggage than he
can carry a short carriages , with puppets in their armsdistance himself , winds his
way ...
151. oldal
The old venor and Cavendish squares to dowager traveler , who is never
embarrassed with old women who loll about in silk - lined more luggage than he
can carry a short carriages , with puppets in their arms , distance himself , winds
his way ...
The old venor and Cavendish squares to dowager traveler , who is never
embarrassed with old women who loll about in silk - lined more luggage than he
can carry a short carriages , with puppets in their arms , distance himself , winds
his way ...
181. oldal
If a man as with the meadow - spots and hill - sides wishes to have
remembrances that never of my native valley . I had stood in the grow old , and
never lose their power to shadow of Mont Blanc , and seen the sun excite the
deepest wonder ...
If a man as with the meadow - spots and hill - sides wishes to have
remembrances that never of my native valley . I had stood in the grow old , and
never lose their power to shadow of Mont Blanc , and seen the sun excite the
deepest wonder ...
428. oldal
We his pages with sense of weariness and have thought of making , as occasion
may pain which the dark splendor of his verse offer — for we do not propose any
parcan never overcome . Shall , therefore , the ticular period for their execution ...
We his pages with sense of weariness and have thought of making , as occasion
may pain which the dark splendor of his verse offer — for we do not propose any
parcan never overcome . Shall , therefore , the ticular period for their execution ...
583. oldal
He experience is a poor measure of the rewas never borne along with the glad
and sources of the race — and that ideas and exulting song in which they
hymned the principles varied their forms with variawondrousness and beauty of
nature ...
He experience is a poor measure of the rewas never borne along with the glad
and sources of the race — and that ideas and exulting song in which they
hymned the principles varied their forms with variawondrousness and beauty of
nature ...
Mit mondanak mások - Írjon ismertetőt
Nem találtunk ismertetőket a szokott helyeken.
Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
able action American animal appeared army beautiful become better body British called cause character claim common course duty effect England English entirely equal existence expression eyes fact feeling force give given ground hand head heart House human idea imagination important interest Italy kind King land language least leave less light living look matter means measure ment mind moral nature nearly never object once Panama party passed perhaps person poet political position possession present principle question reason received regard relations remarkable represented respect rest seemed seen sense side soon speak species spirit things thought tion true truth turn United whole
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119. oldal - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
122. oldal - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
164. oldal - She crieth at the gates, at the entry of the city, at the coming in at the doors: "Unto you, O men, I call; and my voice is to the sons of man.
118. oldal - Sweet, rouse yourself ; and the weak wanton Cupid Shall from your neck unloose his amorous fold, And, like a dew-drop from the lion's mane, Be shook to air.
124. oldal - Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note...
186. oldal - TRIUMPHAL arch, that fill'st the sky When storms prepare to part, I ask not proud Philosophy To teach me what thou art — Still seem as to my childhood's sight, A midway station given For happy spirits to alight Betwixt the earth and heaven.
398. oldal - I have sought the Lord night and day, that He would rather slay me than put me upon the doing of this work.
186. oldal - O'er mountain, tower, and town, Or mirror'd in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down ! ' ;" '""' As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem, As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam. For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span, Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.
82. oldal - European powers to extend their system to any portion of this hemisphere as dangerous to our peace and safety...
122. oldal - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.