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... Lady Mac- beth's Sleep - Walking Agony - The Attack Upon Macbeth's Castle- The Moving Forest - Death of Lady Macbeth - The Battle - Macbeth and Macduff Fight - Macbeth is Slain and Macduff proclaimed King of Scotland in his place . Book ...
... Lady Mac- beth's Sleep - Walking Agony - The Attack Upon Macbeth's Castle- The Moving Forest - Death of Lady Macbeth - The Battle - Macbeth and Macduff Fight - Macbeth is Slain and Macduff proclaimed King of Scotland in his place . Book ...
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... ladies of Philistia . Then Samson grasped the pillars with his hands and prayed for strength , and dragged the pillars down , and the roof fell . And Samson himself and all the multitude of the Philistines were killed in the ruins ...
... ladies of Philistia . Then Samson grasped the pillars with his hands and prayed for strength , and dragged the pillars down , and the roof fell . And Samson himself and all the multitude of the Philistines were killed in the ruins ...
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... lady or mistress of the house , received Him , and having welcomed Him , bustled off to prepare for entertaining Him , while her sister Mary , not sharing at all her trouble and anxieties , was sitting enjoying the sweet converse of her ...
... lady or mistress of the house , received Him , and having welcomed Him , bustled off to prepare for entertaining Him , while her sister Mary , not sharing at all her trouble and anxieties , was sitting enjoying the sweet converse of her ...
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... ladies and many noble guests were invited . All the admired beauties of Verona were present , and all comers were made welcome if they were not of the house of Montague . At this feast of Capulets , Rosaline , beloved of Romeo , son to ...
... ladies and many noble guests were invited . All the admired beauties of Verona were present , and all comers were made welcome if they were not of the house of Montague . At this feast of Capulets , Rosaline , beloved of Romeo , son to ...
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... lady , " your devo- could have told a whispering tale in a tion snows by far too mannerly and too fair lady's ear . And they fell to danc- courtly saints have hands , which pil- ing , and Romeo was suddenly struck grims may touch , but ...
... lady , " your devo- could have told a whispering tale in a tion snows by far too mannerly and too fair lady's ear . And they fell to danc- courtly saints have hands , which pil- ing , and Romeo was suddenly struck grims may touch , but ...
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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.