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... thing that they may do or resolve ; knowing that the moment the meeting is at an end , there is no human being respon- sible for their proceedings ? The meeting at Manchester , the meeting at Birmingham , the meeting at Spa- fields or ...
... thing that they may do or resolve ; knowing that the moment the meeting is at an end , there is no human being respon- sible for their proceedings ? The meeting at Manchester , the meeting at Birmingham , the meeting at Spa- fields or ...
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... thing on this earth , think ye , human or brute , would ever think of injuring her ? Why , I was speaking about her yesterday to the minister as he was riding by , and he told me that none answered at the Examination in the Kirk so well ...
... thing on this earth , think ye , human or brute , would ever think of injuring her ? Why , I was speaking about her yesterday to the minister as he was riding by , and he told me that none answered at the Examination in the Kirk so well ...
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... thing not to be proclaimed in the public places . The profane songs and profaner conduct of a moving camp of roving gypsies will sound unseemly after the enthu- siastic hymns and hosannahs of my excellent friends the Buchanites . And ...
... thing not to be proclaimed in the public places . The profane songs and profaner conduct of a moving camp of roving gypsies will sound unseemly after the enthu- siastic hymns and hosannahs of my excellent friends the Buchanites . And ...
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... thing more ; and even of this virtual com- plexity , we find , on analysis , no other ele ments than these - a certain feeling of some kind , the remembrance of some former feeling , and the belief of the identity of that which feels ...
... thing more ; and even of this virtual com- plexity , we find , on analysis , no other ele ments than these - a certain feeling of some kind , the remembrance of some former feeling , and the belief of the identity of that which feels ...
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... thing will be pardoned except the apparent scorn and visible selfish- ness of remoteness - and mortal suf- ferers will forget every other text of holy writ , ere they blot from their memories the touching and awful de- claration , that ...
... thing will be pardoned except the apparent scorn and visible selfish- ness of remoteness - and mortal suf- ferers will forget every other text of holy writ , ere they blot from their memories the touching and awful de- claration , that ...
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Seite 184 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome! those caves of ice!
Seite 419 - 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 ! lago.
Seite 311 - O'er untravelled seas to roam, — Yet lives the blood of England in our veins ! And shall we not proclaim That blood of honest fame, Which no tyranny can tame By its chains...
Seite 419 - 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, <i The royal banner and all quality, Pride, pomp and circumstance of glorious war...
Seite 161 - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
Seite 314 - As to the family, they always entered in. at the gate, and most generally lived in the kitchen. To have seen a numerous household assembled around the fire, one would have imagined that he was transported back to those happy days of primeval simplicity, which float before our imaginations like golden visions. The fireplaces were of a truly patriarchal magnitude...
Seite 284 - THE FANCY: A Selection from the Poetical Remains of the late Peter Corcoran, of Gray's Inn, student at law. With a brief Memoir of his life.
Seite 153 - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
Seite 154 - And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast : There shall the morn her earliest tears bestow, There the first roses of the year shall blow ; While angels with their silver wings o'ershade The ground, now sacred by thy reliques made.
Seite 314 - ... worn out by the very precautions taken for its preservation. The whole house was constantly in a state of inundation, under the discipline of mops and brooms and scrubbingbrushes; and the good housewives of those days were a kind of amphibious animal, delighting exceedingly to be dabbling in water, — insomuch that an historian of the day gravely tells us, that many of his townswomen grew to have webbed fingers like unto a duck...