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Strona 9
... cried : " Oh ! be not weak , " the prudent Maid replied ; " But by some trial your affection prove― " Respect and not impatience argues love : " And love no more is by impatience known , " He whom a weak and fond impatience sways ...
... cried : " Oh ! be not weak , " the prudent Maid replied ; " But by some trial your affection prove― " Respect and not impatience argues love : " And love no more is by impatience known , " He whom a weak and fond impatience sways ...
Strona 10
... cried- " Behold ! " The year advancing , be no longer cold ! " - For she had promised- " Let the flowers appear , " And I will pass with thee the smiling year : " Then pressing grew the youth ; the more he press'd , The less inclined ...
... cried- " Behold ! " The year advancing , be no longer cold ! " - For she had promised- " Let the flowers appear , " And I will pass with thee the smiling year : " Then pressing grew the youth ; the more he press'd , The less inclined ...
Strona 11
... , Was ( now in years advanced ) a virgin - friend : Much she preferr'd , she cried , the single state , And much it pleased her in the train to view " It was her choice " -it surely was her fate ; TALE IX . 11 ARABELLA .
... , Was ( now in years advanced ) a virgin - friend : Much she preferr'd , she cried , the single state , And much it pleased her in the train to view " It was her choice " -it surely was her fate ; TALE IX . 11 ARABELLA .
Strona 15
... cried , - she paused : at length " Know your own danger , then your lot decide ; " That traitor Beswell , while he seeks your hand , < 6 Has , I affirm , a wanton at command ; " A slave , a creature from a foreign place , " The nurse ...
... cried , - she paused : at length " Know your own danger , then your lot decide ; " That traitor Beswell , while he seeks your hand , < 6 Has , I affirm , a wanton at command ; " A slave , a creature from a foreign place , " The nurse ...
Strona 30
... cried , " And these proud farmers ! yes , I hate their pride : " See ! that sleek fellow , how he strides along , " Strong as an ox , and ignorant as strong ; " Can yon close crops a single eye detain But he who counts the profits of ...
... cried , " And these proud farmers ! yes , I hate their pride : " See ! that sleek fellow , how he strides along , " Strong as an ox , and ignorant as strong ; " Can yon close crops a single eye detain But he who counts the profits of ...
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appear'd art thou beauty Beccles beheld brother Caliph CHIG Clubb comfort compell'd confess'd Conscience cried crime dare delight disdain distress'd doubt dread dwelt ease exclaim'd fail'd fair faithful Fasil fate father fear fear'd feel felt fix'd folly fond Fulham gain'd gave gentle George GEORGE CRABBE grace grief grieved happy hear heard heart hope humble husband Isaac Jesse John Dighton kind knew lady Lady saw live look look'd maid Merchant of Venice mind never Newmarket nymph o'er obey'd Orlando pain pass'd passion peace pity pleased pleasure poison'd poor pride replied rest Richard III School for Scandal scorn seem'd shame sigh smile sorrow soul speak spirit spleen Squire sure as fate tale terror thee thou thought threat'ning trembling truth Twas UNIV vex'd vile virtue weak wife wish wretch youth
Popularne fragmenty
Strona 95 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet, oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Strona 161 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...
Strona 219 - A credulous father, and a brother noble, Whose nature is so far from doing harms, That he suspects none, on whose foolish honesty My practices ride easy ! — I see the business.
Strona 197 - I have liv'd long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends...
Strona 116 - He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i' th' centre, and enjoy bright day : But he that hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts, Benighted walks under the mid-day sun ; Himself is his own dungeon.
Strona 95 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all 'Guilty! guilty!
Strona 26 - Nor wears a rosy blush, nor sheds perfume ; The few dull flowers that o'er the place are spread Partake the nature of their fenny bed; Here on its wiry stem, in rigid bloom, Grows the salt lavender that lacks perfume ; Here the dwarf sallows creep, the septfoil harsh, And the soft slimy mallow of the marsh ; Lmv on the ear the distant billows sound, And just in view appears their stony bound...
Strona 180 - Yes, he fell " Close at the door where he was wont to dwell ; " There his sole friend, the Ass, was standing by, " Half dead himself, to see his Master die.
Strona 22 - ... around, And what is seen is all on fairy ground ; Again they sicken, and on every view Cast their own dull and melancholy hue ; Or, if absorb'd by their peculiar cares, The vacant eye on viewless matter glares, Our feelings still upon our views attend, And their own natures to the objects lend ; Sorrow and joy are in their influence sure., Long as the passion reigns th...
Strona 3 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that, which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness.