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The principal just suffices for me to live upon ; and of course , would afford little
interest to any one else . Besides , I have a bad memory ; and a personal history
would assuredly be but a middling one , of which I have forgotten the beginning ...
The principal just suffices for me to live upon ; and of course , would afford little
interest to any one else . Besides , I have a bad memory ; and a personal history
would assuredly be but a middling one , of which I have forgotten the beginning ...
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In this ignorant world , where we proverbially live and learn , we may indeed
leave off school , but our education only terminates with life itself . But even in a
more limited sense , instead of my education being finished , my own impression
is ...
In this ignorant world , where we proverbially live and learn , we may indeed
leave off school , but our education only terminates with life itself . But even in a
more limited sense , instead of my education being finished , my own impression
is ...
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... live opposite to him is to fall under the Evil Eye . Like the Witch that forespeaks
other Cattle , he would rot you as soon as look at you , if it could be done at a
Glance ; but that Magic being out of Date , he contents himself with choosing the
...
... live opposite to him is to fall under the Evil Eye . Like the Witch that forespeaks
other Cattle , he would rot you as soon as look at you , if it could be done at a
Glance ; but that Magic being out of Date , he contents himself with choosing the
...
Page 107
Wherefore to dwell near him is as melancholy as to live in view of a Churchyard ;
to be within Sound of his Hammering is to hear the Knocking at Death's Door . To
be friends with an Undertaker is as impossible as to be the Crony of a ...
Wherefore to dwell near him is as melancholy as to live in view of a Churchyard ;
to be within Sound of his Hammering is to hear the Knocking at Death's Door . To
be friends with an Undertaker is as impossible as to be the Crony of a ...
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As the bard says“ Evin in our ashes live their wonted fires , ” to my and I could
almost have supposed myself a fireman ' belonging to the Phænix . My first step
into the street discouraged me , the moonlight was so brilliant , and in such cases
...
As the bard says“ Evin in our ashes live their wonted fires , ” to my and I could
almost have supposed myself a fireman ' belonging to the Phænix . My first step
into the street discouraged me , the moonlight was so brilliant , and in such cases
...
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Page 34 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing ; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance, — But now 'tis little joy: To know I'm farther off from heaven Than when I was a boy ! THOMAS HOOD.
Page 34 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day ; But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! T remember.
Page 26 - Then down I cast me on my face, And first began to weep, For I knew my secret then was one That earth refused to keep : Or land or sea, though he should be Ten thousand fathoms deep.
Page 26 - All night I lay in agony, From weary chime to chime; With one besetting horrid hint That racked me all the time — A mighty yearning, like the first Fierce impulse unto crime — "One stern tyrannic thought, that made All other thoughts its slave! Stronger and stronger every pulse Did that temptation crave — Still urging me to go and see The dead man in his grave!
Page 23 - And, long since then, of bloody men Whose deeds tradition saves; Of lonely folk cut off unseen, And hid in sudden graves ; Of horrid stabs, in groves forlorn, And murders done in caves ; And how the sprites of injured men Shriek upward from the sod...
Page 210 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread — Stitch — stitch — stitch ! In poverty, hunger, and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, — Would that its tone could reach the Rich ! She sang this " Song of the Shirt !
Page 209 - The wounds I might have healed ! The human sorrow and smart ! And yet it never was in my soul To play so ill a part : But evil is wrought by want of Thought, As well as want of Heart...
Page 134 - For over all there hung a cloud of fear, A sense of mystery the spirit daunted, And said, as plain as whisper in the ear, The place is Haunted ! PART III.
Page 180 - Ines" had always, for me, an inexpressible charm: O saw ye not fair Ines! She's gone into the West, To dazzle when the sun is down, And rob the world of rest...