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... dear friend Jonathan , and also of that of Saul , although the latter had been his bitter enemy . He lamented over them with great lamentation , saying : " The beauty of Israel is slain upon the high places . How are the mighty fallen ...
... dear friend Jonathan , and also of that of Saul , although the latter had been his bitter enemy . He lamented over them with great lamentation , saying : " The beauty of Israel is slain upon the high places . How are the mighty fallen ...
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... dear friend Jonathan , and inquired whether any of his children were still living . Finding that one of them was , but was hopelessly lame , he sent for him and had him live at the Court in luxury all his life . David greatly beautified ...
... dear friend Jonathan , and inquired whether any of his children were still living . Finding that one of them was , but was hopelessly lame , he sent for him and had him live at the Court in luxury all his life . David greatly beautified ...
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... dear friend Lazarus , and his sisters Martha and Mary . On this occasion Martha , for her name implies that she was the lady or mistress of the house , received Him , and having welcomed Him , bustled off to prepare for entertaining Him ...
... dear friend Lazarus , and his sisters Martha and Mary . On this occasion Martha , for her name implies that she was the lady or mistress of the house , received Him , and having welcomed Him , bustled off to prepare for entertaining Him ...
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... dear saint , " said Romeo " hear worn by a blackamoor beauty too rich my prayer and grant it , lest I despair . " for use , too dear for earth ! like a snowy In such like allusions and loving conceits dove trooping with crows ( he said ) ...
... dear saint , " said Romeo " hear worn by a blackamoor beauty too rich my prayer and grant it , lest I despair . " for use , too dear for earth ! like a snowy In such like allusions and loving conceits dove trooping with crows ( he said ) ...
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... dear lady's name , was now rather a charm to allay resentment than a watch- word to excite fury . So he tried to reason with Tybalt , whom he saluted mildly by the name of good Capulet , as if he , though a Montague , had some secret ...
... dear lady's name , was now rather a charm to allay resentment than a watch- word to excite fury . So he tried to reason with Tybalt , whom he saluted mildly by the name of good Capulet , as if he , though a Montague , had some secret ...
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Page 299 - 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.
Page 286 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed, in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime, The image of Eternity, the throne Of the invisible,— even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Page 297 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Page 21 - Now the Lord had said unto Abram, Get thee out of thy country, and from thy kindred, and from thy father's house, unto a land that I will shew thee : and I will make of thee a great nation, and I will bless thee, and make thy name great ; and thou shalt be a blessing: and I will bless them that bless thee, and curse him that curseth thee : and in thee shall all families of the earth be blessed.
Page 291 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Page 290 - ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Page 286 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Page 276 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Page 290 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Page 42 - Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee : for whither thou goest, I will go ; and where thou lodgest I will lodge : thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: " Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried; the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.