The Universal Anthology: A Collection of the Best Literature, Ancient, Mediaeval and Modern, with Biographical and Explanatory Notes, Volumen19Richard Garnett, Léon Vallée, Alois Brandl Clarke Company, limited, 1899 |
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... tell us only of themselves , their predilections , their desires , their dreams of personal happiness . Nor is this the limit of their subjectiveness : Lamartine and Hugo chose , for expression in their verses , those of their ...
... tell us only of themselves , their predilections , their desires , their dreams of personal happiness . Nor is this the limit of their subjectiveness : Lamartine and Hugo chose , for expression in their verses , those of their ...
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... tell thee , my friend , what Poor Rich- ard says , Employ thy time well , if thou meanest to gain leisure ; and Since thou art not sure of a minute , throw not away an hour ! Leisure is time for doing something useful ; this leisure the ...
... tell thee , my friend , what Poor Rich- ard says , Employ thy time well , if thou meanest to gain leisure ; and Since thou art not sure of a minute , throw not away an hour ! Leisure is time for doing something useful ; this leisure the ...
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... telling one of myself . When I was a child of seven years old , my friends on a holiday filled my pocket with coppers . I went directly to a shop where they sold toys for children ; and , being charmed with the sound of a whistle that I ...
... telling one of myself . When I was a child of seven years old , my friends on a holiday filled my pocket with coppers . I went directly to a shop where they sold toys for children ; and , being charmed with the sound of a whistle that I ...
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... tell where I must seek this compound I ? To the vast ocean of empyreal flame , From whence thy essence came , Dost thou thy flight pursue , when freed From matter's base encumbering weed ? Or dost thou , hid from sight , Wait , like ...
... tell where I must seek this compound I ? To the vast ocean of empyreal flame , From whence thy essence came , Dost thou thy flight pursue , when freed From matter's base encumbering weed ? Or dost thou , hid from sight , Wait , like ...
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... tell me stories of what a gallant you were in your youth , and chuck me under the chin , you would ; and ask me if I thought I could love an old fellow , who would deny me nothing — didn't you ? Sir Peter - Yes , yes , and you were as ...
... tell me stories of what a gallant you were in your youth , and chuck me under the chin , you would ; and ask me if I thought I could love an old fellow , who would deny me nothing — didn't you ? Sir Peter - Yes , yes , and you were as ...
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Página 274 - Stop thief ! stop thief ! — a highwayman ! Not one of them was mute ; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space ; The toll-men thinking as before, That Gilpin rode a race.
Página 335 - After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent.
Página 267 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown: A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, " Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. "To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. "My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Página 58 - We are taxed twice as much by our Idleness, three times as much by our Pride, and four times as much by our Folly; and from these Taxes the Commissioners cannot ease or deliver us by allowing an Abatement. However let us hearken to good Advice, and something may be done for us; God helps them that help themselves, as Poor Richard says, in his Almanack of 1733.
Página 271 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay; And there he threw the Wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. "Stop, stop, John Gilpin!— Here's the house !" They all at once did cry; "The dinner waits, and we are tired;"— Said Gilpin, "So am I!
Página 268 - I do admire Of womankind but one, And you are she, my dearest dear, Therefore it shall be done. "I am a linendraper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend the calender Will lend his horse to go.
Página 61 - ... for want of a nail the shoe was lost; for want of a shoe the horse was lost; and for want of a horse the rider was lost...
Página 272 - Tell me you must and shall — Say why bare-headed you are come, Or why you come at all?
Página 65 - At present, perhaps, you may think yourselves in thriving circumstances, and that you can bear a little extravagance without injury, but — For age and want save while you may ; No morning sun lasts a whole day.
Página 310 - Thy silver locks, once auburn bright, Are still more lovely in my sight Than golden beams of orient light, My Mary! For could I view nor them nor thee, What sight worth seeing could I see? The sun would rise in vain for me, My Mary! Partakers of thy sad decline, Thy hands their little force resign; Yet, gently prest, press gently mine, My Mary!