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... never known to smile . Lord Byron , who was irritable and unhappy , wrote some of the most amusing stanzas of Don Juan in his dreariest moods . In fact , the cheerfulness of an author's style is always but a doubtful indication of the ...
... never known to smile . Lord Byron , who was irritable and unhappy , wrote some of the most amusing stanzas of Don Juan in his dreariest moods . In fact , the cheerfulness of an author's style is always but a doubtful indication of the ...
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... never opened his mouth . Practised in the world , the Count never- theless was the child of impulse , though a native grace and an intuitive knowledge of mankind made every act appropriate . Mr. Bevill was all art , and he had not the ...
... never opened his mouth . Practised in the world , the Count never- theless was the child of impulse , though a native grace and an intuitive knowledge of mankind made every act appropriate . Mr. Bevill was all art , and he had not the ...
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... never My dear Grand , I am so charmed to see you , " exclaimed our hostess , as I went up to make my bow on my arrival , accosting with as much easy good humoured indifference as though we had “ met " and " never parted . " " I thought ...
... never My dear Grand , I am so charmed to see you , " exclaimed our hostess , as I went up to make my bow on my arrival , accosting with as much easy good humoured indifference as though we had “ met " and " never parted . " " I thought ...
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... never arrived . I began to shun the society of my regiment — always a sign that there is something wrong - and to live entirely with Levanter , and his set , men of desperate fortune , no character and habits like my own . I ...
... never arrived . I began to shun the society of my regiment — always a sign that there is something wrong - and to live entirely with Levanter , and his set , men of desperate fortune , no character and habits like my own . I ...
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... never refuses to discount honest labour ; and the best Share is the Ploughshare , on which dividends are always liberal . POWER OF ORTHOGRAPHY AND PUNCTUATION . THE husband of a pious woman , having recently occasion to make a voyage ...
... never refuses to discount honest labour ; and the best Share is the Ploughshare , on which dividends are always liberal . POWER OF ORTHOGRAPHY AND PUNCTUATION . THE husband of a pious woman , having recently occasion to make a voyage ...
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Page 242 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him ; The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Page 372 - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease...
Page 144 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! logo.
Page 252 - Tis brightness all ; save where the new snow melts Along the mazy current. Low, the woods Bow their hoar head ; and, ere the languid Sun Faint from the west emits his evening ray, Earth's universal face, deep hid and chill, Is one wild dazzling waste, that buries wide The works of man.
Page 339 - For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept : then had I been at rest...
Page 255 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet, oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Page 209 - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My Music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like...
Page 54 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud, instead, and ever-during dark, Surrounds me...
Page 343 - O good gray head which all men knew, O voice from which their omens all men drew, O iron nerve to true occasion true, O fall'n at length that tower of strength Which stood four-square to all the winds that blew!
Page 298 - Forthwith the sounds and seas, each creek and bay, With fry innumerable swarm, and shoals Of fish, that with their fins and shining scales Glide under the green wave, in sculls that oft Bank the mid sea...