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... thought otherwise , and put him to the medical pro- fession at St. Bartholomew's , under Mr. Stanley . He was very near being sent to Edinburgh , and apprenticed to Sir George Ballingall . If he had come to us then , he would have found ...
... thought otherwise , and put him to the medical pro- fession at St. Bartholomew's , under Mr. Stanley . He was very near being sent to Edinburgh , and apprenticed to Sir George Ballingall . If he had come to us then , he would have found ...
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... thought and word ! It is , alas ! a draught of a wine we can no more get ; the vine is gone . What flavor in his " dear prisoned spirit of the impassioned grape ! " What a bouquet ! Why is not everything that hand ever wrote reproduced ...
... thought and word ! It is , alas ! a draught of a wine we can no more get ; the vine is gone . What flavor in his " dear prisoned spirit of the impassioned grape ! " What a bouquet ! Why is not everything that hand ever wrote reproduced ...
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... thought I heard a child's cry in the midst of the rough music . She looked eagerly at the big man , who smiled , made her jump higher than ever , at the same time winking to some one within . Up came the bewitch- ing Ferdinand ...
... thought I heard a child's cry in the midst of the rough music . She looked eagerly at the big man , who smiled , made her jump higher than ever , at the same time winking to some one within . Up came the bewitch- ing Ferdinand ...
Strona 58
... thought of thee with many fears , Of what might be thy lot in future years . I thought of times when Pain might be thy guest , Lord of thy house and hospitality ; And Grief , uneasy lover ! ne'er at rest , But when she sat within the ...
... thought of thee with many fears , Of what might be thy lot in future years . I thought of times when Pain might be thy guest , Lord of thy house and hospitality ; And Grief , uneasy lover ! ne'er at rest , But when she sat within the ...
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... thought she was one . She prayed for nature's sweet restorer - balmy sleep — but did not get it ghostly figure indeed she was , enough to make a saint tremble . It made me quiver and shake from top to toe . Superstition is a very mean ...
... thought she was one . She prayed for nature's sweet restorer - balmy sleep — but did not get it ghostly figure indeed she was , enough to make a saint tremble . It made me quiver and shake from top to toe . Superstition is a very mean ...
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Strona 370 - Jesus said unto him, If thou wilt be perfect, go and sell that thou hast, and give to the poor, and thou shalt have treasure in heaven : and come and follow me. But when the young man heard that saying, he went away sorrowful : for he had great possessions.
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Strona 94 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Strona 97 - It was my guide, my light, my all ; It bade my dark forebodings cease, And through the storm and danger's thrall It led me to the port of peace. Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star, the Star of Bethlehem...
Strona 95 - PRAISE ye the LORD. Praise ye the LORD from the heavens : Praise him in the heights. Praise ye him, all his angels : Praise ye him, all his hosts. Praise ye him, sun and moon : Praise him, all ye stars of light.
Strona 96 - Work out your own salvation with fear and trembling : for it is God that worketh in you both to will and to do of his good pleasure.
Strona 110 - For the mountains shall depart, and the hills be removed ; but my kindness shall not depart from thee, neither shall the covenant of my peace be removed, saith the Lord that hath mercy on thee.
Strona 106 - The sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill, In Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet ; The westland wind is hush and still — The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye Bears those bright hues that once it bore : Though evening, with her richest dye, Flames o'er the hills of Ettrick's shore. ' With listless look along the plain I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane Of Melrose rise in ruin'd pride.
Strona 286 - WERTHER had a love for Charlotte Such as words could never utter ; Would you know how first he met her? She was cutting bread and butter. Charlotte was a married lady, And a moral man was Werther, And for all the wealth of Indies, Would do nothing for to hurt her. So he sighed and pined and ogled, And his passion boiled and bubbled, Till he blew his silly brains out, And no more was by it troubled. _*• Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her on a shutter, Like a well-conducted person,...
Strona 58 - ... think of thee with many fears For what may be thy lot in future years. I thought of times when Pain might be thy guest, Lord of thy house and hospitality; And Grief, uneasy lover ! never rest But when she sate within the touch of thee. O too industrious folly! O vain and causeless melancholy ! Nature will either end thee quite; Or, lengthening out thy season of delight, Preserve for thee, by individual right, A young lamb's heart among the full-grown flocks.