The Every Day Book, Or, A Guide to the Year: Describing the Popular Amusements Sports, Ceremonies, Manners Customs & Events Incident to the Three Hundred & Sixty-five Days, in Past & Present Times, 第 1 卷W. Tegg, 1826 |
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... thou sung of the bards famed in story , Whose wild notes of rapture have long past away . Thy grave shall be screen ... thou mayst bud , and whence thou mayst blow ! And whence thou mayst bear apples enow ! Hats full ! caps full ...
... thou sung of the bards famed in story , Whose wild notes of rapture have long past away . Thy grave shall be screen ... thou mayst bud , and whence thou mayst blow ! And whence thou mayst bear apples enow ! Hats full ! caps full ...
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... thou mayest be bold to speak the truth , and no more , for that is the cause we sit here for ; therefore speak boldly , that we may understand thee . Ploughman . - Gentlemen , sir John is of an ancient house , and is come of a noble ...
... thou mayest be bold to speak the truth , and no more , for that is the cause we sit here for ; therefore speak boldly , that we may understand thee . Ploughman . - Gentlemen , sir John is of an ancient house , and is come of a noble ...
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... thou- and were wounded more or less danger- ously . It is remarkable that none of the students of the university were either killed or wounded , though they all lodge in different parts of the city , or wherever they please ...
... thou- and were wounded more or less danger- ously . It is remarkable that none of the students of the university were either killed or wounded , though they all lodge in different parts of the city , or wherever they please ...
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... Thou art Hilary Gallus ( sig- nifying a cock ) and I am Leo , judge of the papal see ; " whereupon Hilary re- plied , " If thou be Leo thou art not ( a lion ) of the tribe of Juaa . ” After this railing the pope died , and Hilary was ...
... Thou art Hilary Gallus ( sig- nifying a cock ) and I am Leo , judge of the papal see ; " whereupon Hilary re- plied , " If thou be Leo thou art not ( a lion ) of the tribe of Juaa . ” After this railing the pope died , and Hilary was ...
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... thou shalt be saved . ' The life , at- tributed by Butler to St. Athanasius , in- forms us that our saint continued in some degree to pray whilst he was at work ; that he detested the Arians ; that he would not speak to a heretic unless ...
... thou shalt be saved . ' The life , at- tributed by Butler to St. Athanasius , in- forms us that our saint continued in some degree to pray whilst he was at work ; that he detested the Arians ; that he would not speak to a heretic unless ...
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第 360 頁 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against Fate; Death lays his icy hand on kings: Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives,...
第 360 頁 - The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in their dust.
第 401 頁 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
第 69 頁 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
第 401 頁 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness: And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts; and choking sighs. Which ne'er might be repeated...
第 530 頁 - What's Montague ? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name ! What's in a name...
第 271 頁 - Which the great lord inhabits not; and so This grove is wild with tangling underwood, And the trim walks are broken up, and grass, Thin grass and king-cups grow within the paths. But never elsewhere in one place I knew So many nightingales; and far and near, In wood and thicket, over the wide grove, They answer and provoke each other's songs, With skirmish and capricious passagings, And murmurs musical and swift jug jug, And one low piping sound more sweet than all...
第 69 頁 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
第 327 頁 - Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good morrow, Through the sweet-brier, or the vine, -Or the twisted eglantine : While the cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before.
第 401 頁 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...