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... seemed to thirst for his blood with all the gaping ferocity of the vampire of German mythology . " The chief leaped from his seat . He flung himself between the assailed and his assailants . No ! ' he shouted . No ! the fellow must be ...
... seemed to thirst for his blood with all the gaping ferocity of the vampire of German mythology . " The chief leaped from his seat . He flung himself between the assailed and his assailants . No ! ' he shouted . No ! the fellow must be ...
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... seemed changed ; a mournful , fleeting , intangible vision , -a sort of shuddering fury , as if of recollected wrongs , seemed to seize him , and tones the most appalling , strains the most agonizing , pealed from the excited strings ...
... seemed changed ; a mournful , fleeting , intangible vision , -a sort of shuddering fury , as if of recollected wrongs , seemed to seize him , and tones the most appalling , strains the most agonizing , pealed from the excited strings ...
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... seemed full of the deepest mine . 6 in my dressing room . friendship to me and " I am afraid , ' said he , Mrs. H- has been moped too much lately , she seems to have lost all her buoyant spirits . Pray write to her often - and write ...
... seemed full of the deepest mine . 6 in my dressing room . friendship to me and " I am afraid , ' said he , Mrs. H- has been moped too much lately , she seems to have lost all her buoyant spirits . Pray write to her often - and write ...
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... seemed to flash be- fore my distended eye - balls - a roar like thunder pealed in my ears - I fell , stricken to the ground . " What followed , I know not ; a long and fearful dream ensued , filled with unmitigated horror ; visions ...
... seemed to flash be- fore my distended eye - balls - a roar like thunder pealed in my ears - I fell , stricken to the ground . " What followed , I know not ; a long and fearful dream ensued , filled with unmitigated horror ; visions ...
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... seemed from her feebleness to be in want of food , perhaps ill . Before I could give her the money , she had , however , in the humblest , gentlest tone of entreaty , solicited charity . The tones of that voice , though scarcely raised ...
... seemed from her feebleness to be in want of food , perhaps ill . Before I could give her the money , she had , however , in the humblest , gentlest tone of entreaty , solicited charity . The tones of that voice , though scarcely raised ...
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Página 541 - The glorious company of the Apostles, The goodly fellowship of the Prophets, The noble army of Martyrs praise thee.
Página 210 - The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse ; Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires'
Página 211 - Oft in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other days around me: The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shone, Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken!
Página 212 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Página 128 - 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...
Página 209 - OH ! call my brother back to me ! I cannot play alone ; The Summer comes with flower and bee — Where is my brother gone ? " The butterfly is glancing bright Across the sunbeam's track ; I care not now to chase its flight — Oh ! call my brother back ! " The flowers run wild — the flowers we sow'd Around our garden tree; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh ! call him back to me...
Página 160 - A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i...
Página 216 - IN the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me ! When I lie within my bed, Sick in heart and sick in head, And with doubts discomforted, Sweet Spirit, comfort me...
Página 278 - And she may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's.
Página 162 - The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage; But, when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with the enamell'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage, And so by many winding nooks he strays, With willing sport, to- the wild ocean.