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... till now that it is growing dusk A multitude has flocked and filled the church , Coming and going , coming back again , Till to count crazed one . Rome was at the show . 90 People climbed up the columns , fought for spikes O ' the ...
... till now that it is growing dusk A multitude has flocked and filled the church , Coming and going , coming back again , Till to count crazed one . Rome was at the show . 90 People climbed up the columns , fought for spikes O ' the ...
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... till he burst his cheeks , 455 And hence found soapsuds bitter to the tongue . He hoped now to walk softly all his days In soberness of spirit , if haply so , Pinching and paring he might furnish forth A frugal board , bare sustenance ...
... till he burst his cheeks , 455 And hence found soapsuds bitter to the tongue . He hoped now to walk softly all his days In soberness of spirit , if haply so , Pinching and paring he might furnish forth A frugal board , bare sustenance ...
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... Till all is black or blood - red in the. 545 Otherwise , sins commuted as before , Without the least abatement in the price . Now , who had thought it ? All this while , it seems , Our sage Violante had a sin of a sort She must compound ...
... Till all is black or blood - red in the. 545 Otherwise , sins commuted as before , Without the least abatement in the price . Now , who had thought it ? All this while , it seems , Our sage Violante had a sin of a sort She must compound ...
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... till his foot touched her gown , 801 His hand brushed hers , -how help on pro- menade ? 804 The proper help of friends in such a strait Is waggery , the world over . Laugh him free O ' the regular jealous - fit that's incident To all ...
... till his foot touched her gown , 801 His hand brushed hers , -how help on pro- menade ? 804 The proper help of friends in such a strait Is waggery , the world over . Laugh him free O ' the regular jealous - fit that's incident To all ...
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... till , the city passed , A carriage lay convenient at the gate . 945 Good - bye to the friendly Canon ; the loving one Could peradventure do the rest himself . In jumps Pompilia , after her the priest , " Whip , driver ! Money makes the ...
... till , the city passed , A carriage lay convenient at the gate . 945 Good - bye to the friendly Canon ; the loving one Could peradventure do the rest himself . In jumps Pompilia , after her the priest , " Whip , driver ! Money makes the ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 773 - One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake. No, at noonday in the bustle of man's work-time Greet the unseen with a cheer! Bid him forward, breast and back as either should be, "Strive and thrive!" cry "Speed, — fight on, fare ever There as here!
Seite 291 - How look a brother in the face and say "Thy right is wrong, eyes hast thou yet art blind. "Thine ears are stuffed and stopped, despite their length: "And, oh, the foolishness thou countest faith!
Seite 370 - Help and get it over! Reunited to his wife (How draw up the paper lets the parish-people know?) Lies M., or N., departed from this life, Day the this or that, month and year the so and so. What i' the way of final flourish? Prose, verse? Try! Affliction sore long time he bore, or, what is it to be? Till God did please to grant him ease. Do end!" quoth I: "I end with — Love is all and Death is nought!
Seite 20 - O lyric Love, half angel and half bird, And all a wonder and a wild desire, — Boldest of hearts that ever braved the sun, Took sanctuary within the holier blue, And sang a kindred soul out to his face, — Yet human at the red-ripe of the heart — When the first summons from the darkling earth Reached thee amid thy chambers, blanched their blue, And bared them of the glory — to drop down, To toil for man, to suffer or to die...
Seite 172 - So, let him wait God's instant men call years ; Meantime hold hard by truth and his great soul, Do out the duty ! Through such souls alone God stooping shows sufficient of His light For us i
Seite 512 - ... their expression is so excellent because it is so admirably kept in its right degree of prominence; because it is so simple and so well subordinated; because it draws its force directly from the pregnancy of the matter which it conveys.
Seite 587 - At his cursing and swearing ! " the youngsters cried : but the elders thought " In prayer." A boy threw stones : he picked them up and stored them in his vest So tottered, muttered, mumbled he, till he died, perhaps found rest. " Is there a reason in nature for these hard hearts?
Seite 291 - Why take the artistic way to prove so much? Because, it is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least.
Seite 220 - For I am ware it is the seed of act, God holds appraising in His hollow palm, Not act grown great thence on the world below, Leafage and branchage, vulgar eyes admire.
Seite 477 - Which of you did I enable Once to slip inside my breast, There to catalogue and label What I like least, what love best, Hope and fear, believe and doubt of, Seek and shun, respect — deride? Who has right to make a rout of Rarities he found inside?