Little Classics, Bind 13–14Rossiter Johnson Houghton, Mifflin and Company, 1875 |
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Side 30
... sigh , Each turned his face with a ghastly pang , And cursed me with his eye . " Four times fifty living men ( And I heard nor sigh nor groan ) , With heavy thump , a lifeless lump , They dropped down one by one . " The souls did from ...
... sigh , Each turned his face with a ghastly pang , And cursed me with his eye . " Four times fifty living men ( And I heard nor sigh nor groan ) , With heavy thump , a lifeless lump , They dropped down one by one . " The souls did from ...
Side 34
... wind did roar more loud , And the sails did sigh like sedge ; And the rain poured down from one black cloud , The Moon was at its edge . ad was cleft and still 1 , cloud , Like waters shot from some high. 34 LITTLE CLASSICS .
... wind did roar more loud , And the sails did sigh like sedge ; And the rain poured down from one black cloud , The Moon was at its edge . ad was cleft and still 1 , cloud , Like waters shot from some high. 34 LITTLE CLASSICS .
Side 54
... sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness , More slowly drawn , grew less and less : I listened , but I could not hear , - I called , for I was wild with fear ; I knew ' t was hopeless , but my dread Would not be thus ...
... sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness , More slowly drawn , grew less and less : I listened , but I could not hear , - I called , for I was wild with fear ; I knew ' t was hopeless , but my dread Would not be thus ...
Side 60
... had learned to dwell , - My very chains and I grew friends , So much a long communion tends To make us what we are : - even I Regained my freedom with a sigh . BINGEN ON THE RHINE . H But a BY CAROLINE. 60 LITTLE CLASSICS .
... had learned to dwell , - My very chains and I grew friends , So much a long communion tends To make us what we are : - even I Regained my freedom with a sigh . BINGEN ON THE RHINE . H But a BY CAROLINE. 60 LITTLE CLASSICS .
Side 79
... sigh that heaves a bosom sae fair ! And dear to Heaven the words of truth And the praise of virtue frae beauty's mouth ! And dear to the viewless forms of air , The minds that kythe as the body fair ! " O , bonny Kilmeny ! free frae ...
... sigh that heaves a bosom sae fair ! And dear to Heaven the words of truth And the praise of virtue frae beauty's mouth ! And dear to the viewless forms of air , The minds that kythe as the body fair ! " O , bonny Kilmeny ! free frae ...
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Agnes Beadsman beneath Bingen bird blest blood bowers breast breath bright brow cloud Clusium cold Connocht Moran's corse curse dark dead dear deep door dream dungeon earth EUGENE ARAM EVE OF ST Excalibur eyes fair fear fell fierce fled flew flowers frae gaze gray green grew hand hath heard heart heaven HORATIUS hung Kilmeny King King Arthur knew lady land Lars Porsena light lily lonely looked loud Madeline moon morn mortal never Nevermore night o'er odor pale Peri Porphyro Porsena pray Quoth Rhine rose round sails seen Sensitive Plant shadow shipwrecked coast shone sigh silent Sir Bedivere SKELETON IN ARMOR sleep smile soft soul sound spake spirit star stood sweet TAM O'SHANTER tears tell thee thine thing THOMAS HOOD thou thought trembling voice wall Wedding-Guest weep whisper wild wind wings
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Side 29 - Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a DEATH? and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate?
Side 198 - The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
Side 28 - There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! A weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
Side 45 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Side 150 - thing of evil! — prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us — by that God we both adore — Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Side 11 - The sober herd that lowed to meet their young; The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school; The watchdog's voice that bayed the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And filled each pause the nightingale had made.
Side 36 - twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song That makes the heavens be mute. " It ceased"; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Side 146 - And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me— filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "* Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is and nothing more.
Side 145 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Side 10 - To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose...