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... hope soon to know your for help like all Boston . " darling uncle , " said Bustleton with a grin . 48 For help ? Why , did you not say that you had more succour than you wanted ? " " It's no joke , Mr. Bustleton , to be wriggling about ...
... hope soon to know your for help like all Boston . " darling uncle , " said Bustleton with a grin . 48 For help ? Why , did you not say that you had more succour than you wanted ? " " It's no joke , Mr. Bustleton , to be wriggling about ...
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... hope were young , And the pulse beat at thought of fame , When high ambition's harp was strung To glory's sounding name . From Gallia's gay and sun - lit hills , Clad in the laurel and the vine , That droop their shadows o'er her rills ...
... hope were young , And the pulse beat at thought of fame , When high ambition's harp was strung To glory's sounding name . From Gallia's gay and sun - lit hills , Clad in the laurel and the vine , That droop their shadows o'er her rills ...
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... hope of obtaining the precious stones and mines of gold buried under the burning sands of Africa . From Cabazzo to Angola , a distance of three hundred miles , Zingha was carried upon the shoulders of her slaves . On her arrival at ...
... hope of obtaining the precious stones and mines of gold buried under the burning sands of Africa . From Cabazzo to Angola , a distance of three hundred miles , Zingha was carried upon the shoulders of her slaves . On her arrival at ...
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... hope . 1 turn- admire your candour and your spirit . Seek other companions and other occupations . If I mistake not , you will turn them to good account . " " God bless you , squire ! " again exclaimed the Smasher , in a voice which ...
... hope . 1 turn- admire your candour and your spirit . Seek other companions and other occupations . If I mistake not , you will turn them to good account . " " God bless you , squire ! " again exclaimed the Smasher , in a voice which ...
Side 31
... hope that I may once again , Topple the despot reason from her throne . C. A SONNET . BY HORACE SMITH . ETERNAL and Omnipotent Unseen ! Who bad'st the world , with all its lives complete , Start from the void , and thrill beneath thy ...
... hope that I may once again , Topple the despot reason from her throne . C. A SONNET . BY HORACE SMITH . ETERNAL and Omnipotent Unseen ! Who bad'st the world , with all its lives complete , Start from the void , and thrill beneath thy ...
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Side 92 - The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel, But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledged comrade.
Side 398 - Require the borrow'd gloss of art? Speak not of fate : ah ! change the theme, And talk of odours, talk of wine, Talk of the flowers that round us bloom : 'Tis all a cloud, 'tis all a dream; To love and joy thy thoughts confine, Nor hope to pierce the sacred gloom.
Side 312 - O'er Moscow's towers, that blazed the while, His eagle flag unrolled, — and froze. Here sleeps he now, alone! Not one Of all the kings, whose crowns he gave, Bends o'er his dust; — nor wife nor son Has ever seen or sought his grave.
Side 287 - Hamilton — and a shrewd, clever old carle was he, no doubt, but no more a poet than his precentor. As for poets, I have seen, I believe, all the best of our own time and country — and, though Burns had the most glorious eyes imaginable, I never thought any of them would come up to an artist's notion of the character, except Byron.
Side 326 - And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep ; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep...
Side 131 - Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sun-burnt mirth! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Side 398 - While music charms the ravished ear ; While sparkling cups delight our eyes, Be gay, and scorn the frowns of age. What cruel answer have I heard ? And yet, by Heaven, I love thee still : Can aught be cruel from thy lip...
Side 406 - Twas in the calm and silent night ! The senator of haughty Rome Impatient urged his chariot's flight, From lordly revel rolling home. Triumphal arches, gleaming, swell His breast with thoughts of boundless sway ; What...
Side 406 - Drowsed over common joys and cares: The earth was still — but knew not why; The world was listening — unawares; How calm a moment may precede One that shall thrill the world for ever!
Side 265 - For the children of Judah have done evil in my sight, saith the Lord : they have set their abominations in the house which is called by my name, to pollute it.