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Side 17
... King of the Wind , Eliza Cook , 373 77. De Bruce ,. Allan Cunningham , 373 ( Printed in the prosaic form . ) 78. The Ruined Cottage , Mrs. Maclean , 374 79. The Prisoner of Chillon , Byron , 375 • 80. Battle of Flodden Field , and Death ...
... King of the Wind , Eliza Cook , 373 77. De Bruce ,. Allan Cunningham , 373 ( Printed in the prosaic form . ) 78. The Ruined Cottage , Mrs. Maclean , 374 79. The Prisoner of Chillon , Byron , 375 • 80. Battle of Flodden Field , and Death ...
Side 18
... King Adrastus , 15. Leoni's , Night Soliloquy in Venice , Talfourd , Byron , Shakspeare , 399 Shakspeare , 400 Shakspeare , 401 Addison , 401 J. H. Payne , 402 Sheridan , 403 Knowles , 403 404 · 405 · DIALOGUES . 1. Brutus and Cassius ...
... King Adrastus , 15. Leoni's , Night Soliloquy in Venice , Talfourd , Byron , Shakspeare , 399 Shakspeare , 400 Shakspeare , 401 Addison , 401 J. H. Payne , 402 Sheridan , 403 Knowles , 403 404 · 405 · DIALOGUES . 1. Brutus and Cassius ...
Side 31
... King , fang , ring , flinging , ringing , singing , singer , hanger , length , strength , sting . Ng - g . Anger , anguish , strangle , finger , distinguish , extinguish , congregate , congress , England . Ng - k . Banquet , bank ...
... King , fang , ring , flinging , ringing , singing , singer , hanger , length , strength , sting . Ng - g . Anger , anguish , strangle , finger , distinguish , extinguish , congregate , congress , England . Ng - k . Banquet , bank ...
Side 42
... king " , his - zeal ' as - a - Chris " tian , were - nev'er - e " qualled . The - shud " dering - ten'ant of - the - frigid - zone Bold " ly - proclaims ' - that - happy - spot his - own " , Extols " -the - treas'ures of - his - stor ...
... king " , his - zeal ' as - a - Chris " tian , were - nev'er - e " qualled . The - shud " dering - ten'ant of - the - frigid - zone Bold " ly - proclaims ' - that - happy - spot his - own " , Extols " -the - treas'ures of - his - stor ...
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... king do now ? Must he submit ? The king shall do it : Must he be deposed ? The king shall be contented : Must he lose The name of king ? Why , let it go . I'll give my jewels , for a set of beads ; My gorgeous palace , for a hermitage ...
... king do now ? Must he submit ? The king shall do it : Must he be deposed ? The king shall be contented : Must he lose The name of king ? Why , let it go . I'll give my jewels , for a set of beads ; My gorgeous palace , for a hermitage ...
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Side 62 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
Side 302 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Side 131 - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains; and of all that we behold From this green earth ; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear, — both what they half create, And what perceive...
Side 186 - Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — do I wake or sleep?
Side 358 - 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...
Side 419 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Side 287 - There is no retreat, but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable — and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come. It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it...
Side 302 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Side 130 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration...
Side 184 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...