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Seite 60 - But why do I talk of Death ? That phantom of grisly bone ? I hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems so like my own — It seems so like my own, Because of the fasts I keep ; Oh, God!
Seite 60 - Oh! but to breathe the breath Of the cowslip and primrose sweet. With the sky above my head. And the grass beneath my feet ; For only one short hour To feel as I used to feel, Before I knew the woes of want And the walk that costs a meal!
Seite 47 - Let the elders that rule well be counted worthy of double honour, especially they who labour in the word and doctrine.
Seite 54 - What harm, undone? deep harm to disobey, Seeing obedience is the bond of rule. Were it well to obey, then, if a king demand...
Seite 55 - King Arthur's sword, Excalibur, Wrought by the lonely maiden of the Lake. Nine years she wrought it, sitting in the deeps Upon the hidden bases of the hills.
Seite 54 - Row back at any risk ! I cannot bear to leave her ! " They rowed back. As the Prince held out his arms to catch his sister, such numbers leaped in, that the boat was overset. And in the same instant The White Ship went down. Only two men floated.
Seite 46 - Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe, Are lost on hearers that our merits know.
Seite 53 - Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon...