The Flowers of Literature: Consisting of Selections from History, Biography, Poetry, and Romance; Jeux D'esprit, Traditionary Relics, and Essays, with Translations from Approved Authors, 1. kötetT. Tegg, 1824 |
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105. oldal
... thou sturdy moralist ! thou person of stout nerves and a strong head , whose liver is happily un- touched ! and first learn how much of compassion , how much of human allowance thou mayest virtuously mingle with thy disapprobation ...
... thou sturdy moralist ! thou person of stout nerves and a strong head , whose liver is happily un- touched ! and first learn how much of compassion , how much of human allowance thou mayest virtuously mingle with thy disapprobation ...
127. oldal
... thou here , So low , so cold , and so forsaken ? And cannot a sad father's tear Thy once too lovely smiles awaken ? Ah , no ! within this silent tomb Thy parents ' hopes receive their doom ! Oh , sweet my baby ! round thy brow The rose ...
... thou here , So low , so cold , and so forsaken ? And cannot a sad father's tear Thy once too lovely smiles awaken ? Ah , no ! within this silent tomb Thy parents ' hopes receive their doom ! Oh , sweet my baby ! round thy brow The rose ...
131. oldal
... thou'st a tongue , O truly be it told , Might charm a bailiff to forego his hold . * * Hor . And dost thou love me ? Eud . I could live with glee , For fifty years upon a dish of tea , To mark the music of thy face , and scan it , Thy ...
... thou'st a tongue , O truly be it told , Might charm a bailiff to forego his hold . * * Hor . And dost thou love me ? Eud . I could live with glee , For fifty years upon a dish of tea , To mark the music of thy face , and scan it , Thy ...
132. oldal
... thou have me to thy garret hie , Sleep upon straw , and for my living ply , Munch a hard crust , and when I'm thirsty take A draught of water , sir , that thirst to slake ; Pawn my best clothes , and put myself in rags , To crown the ...
... thou have me to thy garret hie , Sleep upon straw , and for my living ply , Munch a hard crust , and when I'm thirsty take A draught of water , sir , that thirst to slake ; Pawn my best clothes , and put myself in rags , To crown the ...
170. oldal
... Thou wisest of prelates on earth , Resolve , to a farthing , how much I am worth ! " " For thirty rix - dollars the Saviour was sold , And , with all your gay trappings of purple and gold , Twenty - nine is your price : -you'll not take ...
... Thou wisest of prelates on earth , Resolve , to a farthing , how much I am worth ! " " For thirty rix - dollars the Saviour was sold , And , with all your gay trappings of purple and gold , Twenty - nine is your price : -you'll not take ...
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326. oldal - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs, Which ne'er might be repeated...
59. oldal - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
93. oldal - As we sat round the dull light of a lamp in the cabin, that made the gloom more ghastly, every one had his tale of shipwreck and disaster, I was particularly struck with a short one related by the captain.
327. oldal - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's...
326. oldal - And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war ; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar ; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star ; While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips — " The foe ! They come ! they come ! " And wild and high the "Cameron's gathering...
184. oldal - O'erthrew Osiris, Orus, Apis, Isis, And shook the pyramids with fear and wonder When the gigantic Memnon fell asunder...
326. oldal - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, - alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope shall moulder cold and low.
183. oldal - Revisiting the glimpses of the moon, Not like thin ghosts, or disembodied creatures, But with thy bones and flesh, and limbs and features. Tell us, for doubtless thou canst recollect, To whom should we assign the Sphinx's...
325. oldal - As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before! Arm! arm! it is— it is— the cannon's opening roar! Within a windowed niche of that high hall Sate Brunswick's fated chieftain; he did hear That sound, the first amidst the festival, And caught its tone with Death's prophetic ear...
325. oldal - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance ! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet...