Gems from the Best Authors, Grave and GayCassell & Company, 1887 - 376 sider |
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... tell of the joys that are waiting here ; And tell of the signs you shall shortly see ; When the sinner has gane to his waesome doom , Kilmeny shall smile in eternal bloom ! " They bore her away , she wist not how , For she felt not arm ...
... tell of the joys that are waiting here ; And tell of the signs you shall shortly see ; When the sinner has gane to his waesome doom , Kilmeny shall smile in eternal bloom ! " They bore her away , she wist not how , For she felt not arm ...
Side 7
... tell of the place where she had been , And the glories that lay in the land unseen ; To warn the living maidens fair , The loved of Heaven , the spirits ' care , That all whose minds unmeled remain Shall bloom in beauty when time is ...
... tell of the place where she had been , And the glories that lay in the land unseen ; To warn the living maidens fair , The loved of Heaven , the spirits ' care , That all whose minds unmeled remain Shall bloom in beauty when time is ...
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... tell , but several hours must have passed , though we had only expressed to each other a few words of horror , when ... telling us that it would be necessary to wait for the Se - wong's attack , when we could escape in the confusion ...
... tell , but several hours must have passed , though we had only expressed to each other a few words of horror , when ... telling us that it would be necessary to wait for the Se - wong's attack , when we could escape in the confusion ...
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... Tell me , I pray , why wish you to get out so ? Is it to soar aloft and warm your wings At the bright sun ? Ah , flies are foolish things ! You've a fine life , if but the fact you knew— Plenty to eat and no hard work to do ; Cream you ...
... Tell me , I pray , why wish you to get out so ? Is it to soar aloft and warm your wings At the bright sun ? Ah , flies are foolish things ! You've a fine life , if but the fact you knew— Plenty to eat and no hard work to do ; Cream you ...
Side 28
... tell the boys I've got the Luck with me now ; " and the strong man , clinging to the frail babe as a drowning man is said to cling to a straw , drifted away into the shadowy river that flows for ever to the unknown sea . that should ...
... tell the boys I've got the Luck with me now ; " and the strong man , clinging to the frail babe as a drowning man is said to cling to a straw , drifted away into the shadowy river that flows for ever to the unknown sea . that should ...
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answered arms asked boat Brer Fox Brer Rabbit Captain Captain Carey child Colonsay Conway cried dear Dick Dick Fitzgerald door EGER eyes F. C. BURNAND face father feel feet fell fellow felt fire Fraser Fu-chow Garstang give goblin Gordon Browne Guestwick hand happy Hawk-eye head hear heard heart Heaven honour Huldy Jack knew lady Lancelot laugh light lillibullero lips looked Lord master Mayford Merrow mind Miss morning Mortemar never night once Pennicuick poor replied roar rose round rush seemed sezee shouted side Simon Clegg sleep smile sound stood Stormy Petrel sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought took turned Uncle Remus ventriloquist voice walked watch wife wind woman word young
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Side 179 - And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Side 204 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Side 179 - 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 ; But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell ! XXII.
Side 165 - MULLER, on a summer's day, Raked the meadow sweet with hay. Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealth Of simple beauty and rustic health. Singing, she wrought, and her merry glee The mock-bird echoed from his tree. But when she glanced to the far-off town, White from its hill-slope looking down, The sweet song died, and a vague unrest And a nameless longing filled her breast,— A wish, that she hardly dared to own, For something better than she had known.
Side 44 - Then leaped her cable's length. "Come hither! come hither! my little daughter, And do not tremble so; For I can weather the roughest gale That ever wind did blow.
Side 45 - She struck, where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks they gored her side, Like the horns of an angry bull.
Side 180 - The foe! they come! they come!' And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering' rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...
Side 361 - Cold is thy brow, my son, and I am chill, As to my bosom I have tried to press thee. How was I wont to feel my pulses thrill, Like a rich harp-string, yearning to caress thee, And hear thy sweet 'my father,' from these dumb And cold lips, Absalom!
Side 45 - And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land; It was the sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard sea-sand.
Side 179 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness: And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts; and choking sighs. Which ne'er might be repeated...