Library of the World's Best Literature: A-ZCharles Dudley Warner J.A. Hill, 1902 |
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Pàgina 8233
... spirit of majority and minority compromise which is really the basis of republican government . It is true that in his inaugural address he said , " We are all Republicans : we are all Federalists ; " but this only referred to the ...
... spirit of majority and minority compromise which is really the basis of republican government . It is true that in his inaugural address he said , " We are all Republicans : we are all Federalists ; " but this only referred to the ...
Pàgina 8242
... spirit bids us to renounce forever these unfeeling brethren . We must endeavor to forget our former love for them , and hold have them by would in . them as we hold the rest of mankind , enemies 8242 THOMAS JEFFERSON.
... spirit bids us to renounce forever these unfeeling brethren . We must endeavor to forget our former love for them , and hold have them by would in . them as we hold the rest of mankind , enemies 8242 THOMAS JEFFERSON.
Pàgina 8247
... spirit of the master is abating , that of the slave rising from the dust , his condition mollifying ; the way , I hope , preparing under the auspices of heaven for a total emancipation , and that this is dis- posed in the order of ...
... spirit of the master is abating , that of the slave rising from the dust , his condition mollifying ; the way , I hope , preparing under the auspices of heaven for a total emancipation , and that this is dis- posed in the order of ...
Pàgina 8259
... spirit ; and some perchance may pluck a heart of meaning out of it . However , be it as it may , you shall hear it , sir . " There was a man called Isaac Pugwash , a dweller in a mis- erable slough of London , a squalid denizen of one ...
... spirit ; and some perchance may pluck a heart of meaning out of it . However , be it as it may , you shall hear it , sir . " There was a man called Isaac Pugwash , a dweller in a mis- erable slough of London , a squalid denizen of one ...
Pàgina 8261
... spirit of the man was stung . A guinea - as Pugwash believed , of statute gold - was found to be of little less value than a brass button . Mrs. Pugwash clamored and screamed as though a besieging foe was in her house ; and Pugwash him ...
... spirit of the man was stung . A guinea - as Pugwash believed , of statute gold - was found to be of little less value than a brass button . Mrs. Pugwash clamored and screamed as though a besieging foe was in her house ; and Pugwash him ...
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Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern: A-Z Charles Dudley Warner Visualització completa - 1896 |
Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern: A-Z Charles Dudley Warner Visualització completa - 1896 |
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Pàgina 8516 - New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray ; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of Heaven.
Pàgina 8360 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
Pàgina 8348 - And joy'd to wear the dressing of his lines ! Which were so richly spun, and woven so fit. As, since, she will vouchsafe no other, wit. The merry Greek, tart Aristophanes Neat Terence, witty Plautus, now not please ; But antiquated, and deserted lie As they were not of Nature's family. Yet must I not give Nature all : Thy Art, My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part.
Pàgina 8504 - Ode to a Nightingale MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness...
Pàgina 8502 - She hurried at his words, beset with fears. For there were sleeping dragons all around, At glaring watch, perhaps, with ready spears — Down the wide stairs a darkling way they found. In all the house was heard no human sound. A...
Pàgina 8501 - While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd; With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon; Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez; and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedared Lebanon.
Pàgina 8501 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Pàgina 8293 - Is not a Patron, my Lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help? The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary, and cannot impart it; 3 till I am known, and do not want it.
Pàgina 8349 - Shakespeare, must enjoy a part, For though the poet's matter Nature be, His art doth give the fashion, and that he Who casts to write a living line must sweat (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
Pàgina 8359 - Weep with me, all you that read This little story; And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self is sorry. 'Twas a child that so did thrive In grace and feature, As heaven and nature seemed to strive Which owned the creature.