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Seite 233 - My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away. " Which arc blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow is hid: " What time they wax warm they vanish ; when it is hot they are consumed out of their place. " The paths of their way are turned
Seite 129 - Below, a circling fence, its leaves arc seen Wrinkled and keen ; No grazing cattle through their prickly round Can reach to wound ; But as they grow where nothing is to fear, Smooth and unarm'd the pointless leaves appear. 3. 1 love to view these things with curious eyes, And moralize: And in this wisdom of the
Seite 7 - that I shall send thee, and whatsoever I command thee, thou shalt speak. Thou therefore gird up thy loins, and arise, and speak unto them all that 1 command thee : be not dismayed at their faces lest I confound thee before them.
Seite 448 - And every body praised the Duke Who this great fight did win." " But what good came of it at last ? " Quoth little Peterkin. " Why that I cannot tell," said he» " But 'twas a famous victory.
Seite 444 - Wo'n't bless the Abbot of Aberbrothok." Sir Ralph the Rover sail'd away, He scour'd the seas for many a day ; And now grown rich with plunder'd store, He steers his course for Scotland's shore. So thick a haze o'erspreads the sky They cannot see the Sun on high ; The wind
Seite 211 - the silent air ; No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven ; In full-orb'd glory yonder Moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths. Beneath her steady ray The desert-circle spreads, Like the round ocean, girdled with the sky.
Seite 271 - Let the royal apparel be brought which the king useth to wear, and the horse that the king rideth upon, and the crown-royal which is set upon his head. " And let this apparel and horse be delivered to the hand of one of the king's most noble princes, that they may array the man withal whom the king
Seite 162 - twas in my vocation For their recreation That so I should sing ; Because I was Laureate To them and the King. From Its sources which well In the Tarn on the fell ; From its fountains In the mountains. Its rills and Its gills ; Through moss and through brake. > It runs and it creeps
Seite 446 - On the Well-side he rested it. And he bade the Stranger hail. " Now art thou a bachelor, Stranger ?" quoth he, " For an if thou hast a wife. The happiest draught thou hast drank this day That ever thou didst in thy Ufe. " Or has thy good woman, if one thou hast,
Seite 447 - THE BATTLE OF BLENHEIM. IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting In the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Petcrkin Roll something large and round. Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found ; He came to ask what he had found. That