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Seite 177 - I was lame-footed; and how when he died, though he had not been dead an hour, it seemed as if he had died a great while ago, such a distance there is betwixt life and death; and how I bore his death as I thought pretty well at first, but afterwards it haunted and haunted me; and though I did not cry or take it to heart as some do, and as I think he would have done if I had died, yet I missed...
Seite 223 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed: Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face; That makes simplicity a grace ; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all the adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Seite 197 - Never indeed was any man more contented with doing his duty in that state of life to which it had pleased God to call him.
Seite 111 - there's as good fish in the sea as ever came out of it...
Seite 116 - It is easier to suppress the first desire, than to satisfy all that follow it.
Seite 147 - The neck of the cavalry-man with the bullet through and through I examine, Hard the breathing rattles, quite glazed already the eye, yet life struggles hard (Come sweet death! be persuaded O beautiful death! In mercy come quickly).
Seite 200 - But saving ae crown-piece he had naething beside ; To make the crown a pound my Jamie gaed to sea, And the crown and the pound — they were baith for me.
Seite 195 - But we have to take things as they come, and make the best of them.