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... heard a voice saying , " Shall mōrtal mãn be mōre just than Gōd ? Shall a man be mōre pūre than his Maker ? " 4. " Come to thy God in time , " hire PUR แ Thus saith the ocean chime ; " Stōrm , whirlwind , billows past , Come to thy Gōd ...
... heard a voice saying , " Shall mōrtal mãn be mōre just than Gōd ? Shall a man be mōre pūre than his Maker ? " 4. " Come to thy God in time , " hire PUR แ Thus saith the ocean chime ; " Stōrm , whirlwind , billows past , Come to thy Gōd ...
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... heard the owl scream , and the crickets cry . Did not you speak ? Macb . When ? Lady M. Now . Mach . As I descénded ? Lady M. Ay . Macb . Hark ! Who lies i ' the second chamber ? Lady M. Dònalbain . Enter Lady Macbeth , with a Taper . 5 ...
... heard the owl scream , and the crickets cry . Did not you speak ? Macb . When ? Lady M. Now . Mach . As I descénded ? Lady M. Ay . Macb . Hark ! Who lies i ' the second chamber ? Lady M. Dònalbain . Enter Lady Macbeth , with a Taper . 5 ...
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... HEARD IN THE COUNTRY . Down the rough slope the ponderous wagon rings : Through rustling corn the hàre astonished springs : Slow tolls the village clock the drowsy hòur ; The partridge bursts away on whirring wings . 13. LABORIOUS AND ...
... HEARD IN THE COUNTRY . Down the rough slope the ponderous wagon rings : Through rustling corn the hàre astonished springs : Slow tolls the village clock the drowsy hòur ; The partridge bursts away on whirring wings . 13. LABORIOUS AND ...
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... heard him calling , " Mother , " And " Ábner , fetch a broom . ” He stamped his feet in the entry , And brushed his homespun clòthes . " Well , boys . " " Good - èvening , Reuben , 66 What news to - night ? " It snows ! " - 3. " He has ...
... heard him calling , " Mother , " And " Ábner , fetch a broom . ” He stamped his feet in the entry , And brushed his homespun clòthes . " Well , boys . " " Good - èvening , Reuben , 66 What news to - night ? " It snows ! " - 3. " He has ...
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... heard - sonorous càdences ! whereby , To his belief , the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sèa . -Even such a shell the universe itself Is to the ear of Faith . V. Public Address . 1. Canning , in a reply to one of ...
... heard - sonorous càdences ! whereby , To his belief , the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sèa . -Even such a shell the universe itself Is to the ear of Faith . V. Public Address . 1. Canning , in a reply to one of ...
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Acadian arms beauty beneath bird black crows blood blow blue born brave breath Catiline child clouds cried Crowfield Cusha dark dead death deep earth England eyes father feel fire flowers France gates give glory gold golden golden blaze hand Harvard College hath head hear heard heart heaven hill honor Hyder Ali JOAQUIN MILLER land landscape play leaves light live Lochinvar look Lord loud Mabel Malahide morning mountain Nature Neph never night o'er ocean pass poet poor pray retina rise round sail Scrooge seemed shadow ship shore shout silent sing soul sound speak spirit stand stars stone stood stream sweet T. B. ALDRICH tears tell tempest thee thing thou thought thunder toll turned village maid visual perception voice watch waves wind word young
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الصفحة 250 - Then they rode back, but not, Not the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them...
الصفحة 98 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace ; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume, And the bridemaidens whispered, " 'Twere better, by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
الصفحة 253 - All this? ay, more: Fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble.
الصفحة 98 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine : There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
الصفحة 111 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow.
الصفحة 358 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts — not so thou Unchangeable, save to thy wild waves
الصفحة 341 - When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
الصفحة 342 - The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
الصفحة 176 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory, Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
الصفحة 381 - Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone.