Readings from the best authors, ed. by A.H. Bryce, Wydanie 10Archibald Hamilton Bryce 1862 |
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Strona 11
... it tenderly to his heart . In that moment , no doubt , all that had cast a slight passing cloud over their long and pure friendship was forgotten . It was now between seven and eight in the morning . He DEATH OF WILLIAM THE THIRD . 11.
... it tenderly to his heart . In that moment , no doubt , all that had cast a slight passing cloud over their long and pure friendship was forgotten . It was now between seven and eight in the morning . He DEATH OF WILLIAM THE THIRD . 11.
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... cloud , the Greys and Enniskilleners pierced through the dark masses of Russians . The shock was but for a moment . There was a clash of steel and a light play of sword - blades in the air , and then the Greys and the redcoats disappear ...
... cloud , the Greys and Enniskilleners pierced through the dark masses of Russians . The shock was but for a moment . There was a clash of steel and a light play of sword - blades in the air , and then the Greys and the redcoats disappear ...
Strona 31
... clouds just peering above the horizon , fancy them some fairy realms , and people them with a creation of my own ; to watch the gentle undulating billows , rolling their silver volumes , as if to die away on those happy shores . There ...
... clouds just peering above the horizon , fancy them some fairy realms , and people them with a creation of my own ; to watch the gentle undulating billows , rolling their silver volumes , as if to die away on those happy shores . There ...
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... was a fearful , sullen sound of rushing waves and broken surges . Deep called unto deep . At times , the black volume of clouds overhead seemed rent asunder by flashes of lightning which quivered along 32 THE VOYAGE .
... was a fearful , sullen sound of rushing waves and broken surges . Deep called unto deep . At times , the black volume of clouds overhead seemed rent asunder by flashes of lightning which quivered along 32 THE VOYAGE .
Strona 34
... clouds ; all were objects of intense inter- est . As we sailed up the Mersey , I reconnoitred the shores with a telescope . My eye dwelt with delight on neat cot- tages , with their trim shrubberies and green grass plots . I saw the ...
... clouds ; all were objects of intense inter- est . As we sailed up the Mersey , I reconnoitred the shores with a telescope . My eye dwelt with delight on neat cot- tages , with their trim shrubberies and green grass plots . I saw the ...
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Popularne fragmenty
Strona 297 - Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
Strona 281 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy you teach me I will execute ; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
Strona 85 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Strona 252 - Await alike the inevitable hour : The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Strona 281 - He hath disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies ; and what's his reason ? I am a Jew...
Strona 166 - And this is in the night : — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee...
Strona 201 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Strona 238 - When first on this delightful Land he spreads His orient Beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful Evening mild...
Strona 296 - Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point?" Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roared, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy, But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried, "Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
Strona 237 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but .the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung...