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Strona 35 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long...
Strona 186 - THE stately Homes of England, How beautiful they stand! Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land. The deer across their greensward bound, Through shade and sunny gleam, And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Strona 147 - And list'ning to their witching voice Has often led me wrong. "Where human weakness has come short, Or frailty stept aside, Do thou, All-Good ! for such thou art, In shades of darkness hide. Where with intention I have err'd. No other plea I have But, Thou art good; and goodness still Delighteth to forgive.
Strona 173 - MR. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE'S Comedies, Histories, and Tragedies. Published according to the true Originall Copies. London, Printed by ISAAC IAGGARD and ED. BLOUNT. 1623...
Strona 34 - And when, its force expended, The harmless storm was ended, And, as the sunrise splendid Came blushing o'er the sea ; I thought, as day was breaking, My little girls were waking, And smiling, and making A prayer at home for me.
Strona 204 - ANSWER me, burning stars of night ! Where is the spirit gone, That past the reach of human sight, As a swift breeze hath flown ? — And the stars answered me — " We roll In light and power on high ; But, of the never-dying soul, Ask that which cannot die.
Strona 130 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Strona 175 - The excellent History of the Merchant of Venice. With the extreme cruelty of Shylocke the lew towards the saide Merchant, in cutting a iust pound of his flesh. And the obtaining of Portia by the choyse of three caskets. Written by W. Shakespeare. Printed by J. Roberts, 1600.
Strona 174 - This figure, that thou here seest put, It was for gentle Shakespeare cut; Wherein the graver had a strife With Nature, to out-do the life : O could he but have drawn his wit As well in brass, as he hath hit His face ; the print would then surpass All that was ever writ in brass. But since he cannot, reader, look Not on his picture, but his book.