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... public charity : "of capitals , Aoats thick and threefold ; for and now , the upright
and kind - hearted fires and feastings are rife , and every body welcome the
annual call , and dispense is either ' out ' or ' at home ' every night . bountifully .
... public charity : "of capitals , Aoats thick and threefold ; for and now , the upright
and kind - hearted fires and feastings are rife , and every body welcome the
annual call , and dispense is either ' out ' or ' at home ' every night . bountifully .
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boys put the crown on my of legitimate business , to the injury of all head :
persons engaged in trade . In several Now , boys ! - - shake hands - be good
felmanufacturing districts , transactions of lows , every kind were suspended , and
manu ...
boys put the crown on my of legitimate business , to the injury of all head :
persons engaged in trade . In several Now , boys ! - - shake hands - be good
felmanufacturing districts , transactions of lows , every kind were suspended , and
manu ...
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The challenge was to every kind of comfort and accommoda- this effect , “ That
Meliades , their noble tion . The least thing puts them out of master , burning with
an earnest desire to their way , and therefore every thing must trie the valour of
his ...
The challenge was to every kind of comfort and accommoda- this effect , “ That
Meliades , their noble tion . The least thing puts them out of master , burning with
an earnest desire to their way , and therefore every thing must trie the valour of
his ...
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Sir , They say it ' s impossible to describe the I hope I don ' t intrude - I have
contents of the book , but that all the parcalled at Ludgate - hill a great many
ticulars are in the Index ; that ' s just what · times to see you , and made many kind
I ...
Sir , They say it ' s impossible to describe the I hope I don ' t intrude - I have
contents of the book , but that all the parcalled at Ludgate - hill a great many
ticulars are in the Index ; that ' s just what · times to see you , and made many kind
I ...
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NATURALISTS ' CALENDAR . this kind which have hitherto appeared in Mean
Temperature . . . 35 . 05 . the work , however signed by initials or otherwise , have
been so authenticated to the editor ' s private satisfaction , and he January 16 . is
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NATURALISTS ' CALENDAR . this kind which have hitherto appeared in Mean
Temperature . . . 35 . 05 . the work , however signed by initials or otherwise , have
been so authenticated to the editor ' s private satisfaction , and he January 16 . is
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Seite 571 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity...
Seite 117 - And not a voice was idle : with the din Meanwhile the precipices rang aloud ; The leafless trees and every icy crag Tinkled like iron ; while the distant hills Into the tumult sent an alien sound Of melancholy, not unnoticed, while the stars, Eastward, were sparkling clear, and in the west The orange sky of evening died away.
Seite 255 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home. She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Seite 253 - Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme...
Seite 253 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
Seite 253 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Seite 609 - The insect youth are on the wing, Eager to taste the honied spring, And float amid the liquid noon ; Some lightly o'er the current skim, Some show their gaily-gilded trim, Quick-glancing to the sun.
Seite 965 - All day thy wings have fanned At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Seite 255 - Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music:— do I wake or sleep?
Seite 253 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene...