The Home Book for Young Ladies

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F. Warne, 1899 - 792
 

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Strona 182 - Hew down the bridge, Sir Consul, With all the speed ye may; I, with two more to help me, Will hold the foe in play. In yon strait path a thousand May well be stopped by three. Now who will stand on either hand, And keep the bridge with me?" Then out spake Spurius Lartius ; A Ramnian proud was he: "Lo, I will stand at thy right hand, And keep the bridge with thee.
Strona 506 - Let the earth bring forth grass, the herb yielding seed, and the fruit tree yielding fruit after its kind, whose seed is in itself, upon the earth :
Strona 600 - The trivial round, the common task, Will furnish all we ought to ask ; Room to deny ourselves ; a road To bring us daily nearer God.
Strona 238 - twas muttered in hell, And echo caught faintly the sound as it fell ; On the confines of earth 'twas permitted to rest, And the depths of the ocean its presence confessed.
Strona 9 - They hooted a third time, advancing with their cross-bows presented, and began to shoot. The English archers then advanced one step forward, and shot their arrows with such force and quickness that it seemed as if it snowed.
Strona 133 - Below, a circling fence, its leaves are seen Wrinkled and keen; No grazing cattle, through their prickly round, Can reach to wound ; But as they grow where nothing is to fear, Smooth and unarmed the pointless leaves appear.
Strona 238 - Twill be found in the sphere when 'tis riven asunder, Be seen in the lightning, and heard in the thunder ; 'Twas allotted to man with his earliest breath, Attends at his birth and awaits him in death, Presides o'er his happiness, honour, and health, Is the prop of his house, and the end of his wealth.
Strona 197 - I did not see it. I cannot tell how the truth may be, I tell the tale as 'twas told to me.
Strona 238 - Without it the soldier, the seaman may roam, But woe to the wretch who expels it from home ! In the whispers of conscience its voice will be found, Nor e'en in the whirlwind of passion be drown'd.
Strona 525 - And search for crimson weeds, which spreading flow, Or lie like pictures on the sand below : With all those bright red pebbles, that the sun Through the small waves so softly shines upon...

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