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... Prince 132 Essayists , Lists of ..... 56 , 81 , 83 , 84 , 109 , 111 , 134 , 136 , 159 , 162 , 193 , 195 , 221 , 223 , 251 , 252 , 277 , 280 , 306 , 308 , 333 Evil Speaking 57 F. Fable of the French Revolution . Farm Yard , The Fear , On ...
... Prince 132 Essayists , Lists of ..... 56 , 81 , 83 , 84 , 109 , 111 , 134 , 136 , 159 , 162 , 193 , 195 , 221 , 223 , 251 , 252 , 277 , 280 , 306 , 308 , 333 Evil Speaking 57 F. Fable of the French Revolution . Farm Yard , The Fear , On ...
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... the enchanted castle . The prince was a brave young man , and he determined to force his way through the brambles , and see the enchanted princess . When he went up to the SLEEP , BABY , SLEEP . boundary , the thorns 6 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY .
... the enchanted castle . The prince was a brave young man , and he determined to force his way through the brambles , and see the enchanted princess . When he went up to the SLEEP , BABY , SLEEP . boundary , the thorns 6 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY .
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... prince entered the chamber where the enchanted princess slept . She was so beautiful that he could not help kissing her , and , directly he had done so , she opened her eyes and smiled sweetly on him . Then she got up off her bed , and ...
... prince entered the chamber where the enchanted princess slept . She was so beautiful that he could not help kissing her , and , directly he had done so , she opened her eyes and smiled sweetly on him . Then she got up off her bed , and ...
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... prince , the king concluded that his son's head was in very improper hands ; he was ordered to resign his razor and walk out of the tent . When Ali quitted the camp of Benown , Mungo Park was com- pelled to form part of his suite ...
... prince , the king concluded that his son's head was in very improper hands ; he was ordered to resign his razor and walk out of the tent . When Ali quitted the camp of Benown , Mungo Park was com- pelled to form part of his suite ...
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... Prince Consort's Memorial . The population of Middleton is between 1,000 and 1,100 . There is a pretty church , at which about 26 choristers sing on Sundays , and Mr. Norman , the clergyman , takes great pains with them . There is also ...
... Prince Consort's Memorial . The population of Middleton is between 1,000 and 1,100 . There is a pretty church , at which about 26 choristers sing on Sundays , and Mr. Norman , the clergyman , takes great pains with them . There is also ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 96 - Ye Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved a thousand years The battle and the breeze! Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe, And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do' blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Seite 138 - Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb, which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubims ; Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
Seite 78 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm — A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though childlike form.
Seite 136 - A man severe he was, and stern to view; I knew him well, and every truant knew, Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Seite 120 - But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone. The Pansy at my feet Doth the same tale repeat. Whither is fled the visionary gleam ? Where is it now, the glory and the dream...
Seite 6 - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Seite 88 - The unfeeling for his own. Yet, ah! why should they know their fate, Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies? Thought would destroy their paradise. No more; where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
Seite 233 - There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them; who, in love and truth, Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth : Glad Hearts! without reproach or blot Who do thy work, and know it not: Oh!
Seite 136 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school.
Seite 315 - Thy snawie bosom sunward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies ! Such is the fate of artless maid, Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade ! By love's simplicity betrayed, And guileless trust, Till she, like thee, all soiled, is laid Low i