The Weavers' Craft: Being a History of the Weavers' Incorporation of Dunfermline, with Word Pictures of the Passing Times

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A. Gardner, 1903 - 380 oldal
 

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92. oldal - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light, You common people of the skies; What are you when the moon shall rise?
339. oldal - He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled ; The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress ; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers...
92. oldal - You curious chanters of the wood, That warble forth Dame Nature's lays, Thinking your passions understood By your weak accents; what's your praise When Philomel her voice shall raise? You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own; What are you when the rose is blown? So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not designed Th'...
341. oldal - I to foreign lands must hie, Pursuing fortune's slidd'ry ba', With melting heart, and brimful eye, I'll mind you still, tho
75. oldal - ... the ordinary object of ambition was not so much that of rising out of one's grade, but of standing well in that grade ; the citizen did not aim at being a knight, but at being warden and master of his gild, or alderman and mayor of his town.
176. oldal - ... as little cost as may be.' To promote the making of linen in Scotland, an act was passed jox» u in 1686, ordaining that' no corps of any persons whatsoever be buried in any shirt, sheet, or anything else, except in plain linen...
159. oldal - Mrs Murray, I am ashamed I have been so long a-speaking to you, but it was because I could not say enough for the service you did my brother. But if ever I can command what I have a right to as my own, there shall be nothing in my power I shall not do for you.
223. oldal - Into everlasting fire. 0 what a bed is there! no feathers, but fire; no friends, but furies; no ease, but fetters; no daylight, but darkness; no clock to pass away the time, but endless eternity; fire eternal is always burning and never dying away.
108. oldal - Our Mandeville, Primaleon, Don Quixote, Great Amadis, or Huon, travelled not As I have done, or been where I have been, Or heard and seen, what I have heard and seen ; Nor Britain's Odcombe (Zany brave Ulysses) In all his ambling, saw the like as this is. I was in (would I could describe it well) A dark, light, pleasant, profitable hell, And as by water I was wafted in, I thought that I in Charon's boat had been, But being at the entrance landed thus, Three men there (instead of...
115. oldal - No. Freedom has a thousand charms to show, That slaves, howe'er contented, never know. The mind attains beneath her happy reign The growth that Nature meant she should attain ; The varied fields of science, ever new...

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