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الصفحة v
... LOST HOME STERNE AND THE ASS THE NEWCASTLE APOTHECARY THE RECRUITING OFFICER DEATH OF CHATHAM TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY SIR ROGER IN THE THEATRE V PAGE - SHAKESPEARE · 127 - O. W. HOLMES LORD MACAULAY - 128 129 · - ROBERT HERRICK WASHINGTON ...
... LOST HOME STERNE AND THE ASS THE NEWCASTLE APOTHECARY THE RECRUITING OFFICER DEATH OF CHATHAM TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY SIR ROGER IN THE THEATRE V PAGE - SHAKESPEARE · 127 - O. W. HOLMES LORD MACAULAY - 128 129 · - ROBERT HERRICK WASHINGTON ...
الصفحة 3
... lost in Long Ago ; The old tree is leafless in the forest , The old year is ending in the frost , The old wound , if stricken , is the sorest , The old hope is hardest to be lost : But the young , young children , O my brothers ! Do you ...
... lost in Long Ago ; The old tree is leafless in the forest , The old year is ending in the frost , The old wound , if stricken , is the sorest , The old hope is hardest to be lost : But the young , young children , O my brothers ! Do you ...
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... lost every toe ! " But , brother sinner , do explain How ' tis that you are not in pain- What power hath worked a wonder for your toes ? Whilst I just like a snail am crawling ; Now swearing , now on saints devoutly bawling- Whilst not ...
... lost every toe ! " But , brother sinner , do explain How ' tis that you are not in pain- What power hath worked a wonder for your toes ? Whilst I just like a snail am crawling ; Now swearing , now on saints devoutly bawling- Whilst not ...
الصفحة 12
... lost his leg . The dwarf was now without an arm , a leg , and an eye , while the giant was without a single wound . Upon which he cried out to his little companion , ' My little hero , this is glorious sport ; let us get one victory ...
... lost his leg . The dwarf was now without an arm , a leg , and an eye , while the giant was without a single wound . Upon which he cried out to his little companion , ' My little hero , this is glorious sport ; let us get one victory ...
الصفحة 18
... lost many pounds - make me well - there's a guinea . " " Friend , we can't well agree ; yet no quarrel , " Will said , " But I'd rather not perish while you make your bread . " O sweet content ! Art thou rich , yet is thy mind perplexed ...
... lost many pounds - make me well - there's a guinea . " " Friend , we can't well agree ; yet no quarrel , " Will said , " But I'd rather not perish while you make your bread . " O sweet content ! Art thou rich , yet is thy mind perplexed ...
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
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مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 162 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
الصفحة 29 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read...
الصفحة 161 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
الصفحة 230 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
الصفحة 66 - Such was the wreck of the Hesperus, In the midnight and the snow ! Christ save us all from a death like this On the reef of Norman's Woe ! THE LUCK OF EDENHALL.
الصفحة 345 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
الصفحة 345 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.
الصفحة 162 - Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
الصفحة 187 - Never, never more, shall we behold that generous loyalty to rank and sex, that proud submission, that dignified obedience, that subordination of the heart, which kept alive, even in servitude itself, the spirit of an exalted freedom. The unbought grace of life, the cheap defence of nations, the nurse of manly sentiment and heroic enterprise is gone ! It is gone, that sensibility of principle, that chastity of honour, which felt a stain like a wound, which inspired courage whilst it mitigated ferocity,...
الصفحة 37 - It was with some difficulty that he found the way to his own house, which he approached with silent awe, expecting every moment to hear the shrill voice of Dame Van Winkle. He found the house gone to decay — the roof fallen in, the windows shattered, and the doors off the hinges. A half-starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it.