Poems on Various Subjects: Selected to Enforce the Practice of Virtue, and to Comprise, in One Volume, the Beauties of English PoetryBaldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1817 - 260 |
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... gently and lovingly against his cheek and finally placing him next to the gentle Beagle. Together, the kind stranger and the gentle Beagle gathered up the other three kittens that were relieved to be reunited. As they all calmed down as ...
... gently and lovingly against his cheek and finally placing him next to the gentle Beagle. Together, the kind stranger and the gentle Beagle gathered up the other three kittens that were relieved to be reunited. As they all calmed down as ...
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... gently, unaware of what he'd called her. “They'll eat anything.” Her eyes lit up, and she made a half circle of the kitchen floor and then stuffed the frozen chicken back in the freezer. “Could we have Chinese, with all those cute ...
... gently, unaware of what he'd called her. “They'll eat anything.” Her eyes lit up, and she made a half circle of the kitchen floor and then stuffed the frozen chicken back in the freezer. “Could we have Chinese, with all those cute ...
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... gently down to the ground. As if I'm slowly letting my breath out and allowing my body to sink to the bottom of a pool. I stretch out my feet and they meet the grass gently. I think, Dang it. I did something wrong. Something is off. I ...
... gently down to the ground. As if I'm slowly letting my breath out and allowing my body to sink to the bottom of a pool. I stretch out my feet and they meet the grass gently. I think, Dang it. I did something wrong. Something is off. I ...
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White Nights; A Gentle Creature; The Dream of a Ridiculous Man Fyodor Dostoevsky Alan Myers. some lie just to save his face . That's why he started so , almost crying out as he cast about him in alarm , when a most respectable old lady ...
White Nights; A Gentle Creature; The Dream of a Ridiculous Man Fyodor Dostoevsky Alan Myers. some lie just to save his face . That's why he started so , almost crying out as he cast about him in alarm , when a most respectable old lady ...
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... gently kind as brave , And ane eftate that lifts me ' boon the lave , With looks all kindnefs , words that love confeft , He all the Father to my foul exprest , While clofs he held me to his manly breaft .. Such were ... GENTLE SHEPHERD . 67.
... gently kind as brave , And ane eftate that lifts me ' boon the lave , With looks all kindnefs , words that love confeft , He all the Father to my foul exprest , While clofs he held me to his manly breaft .. Such were ... GENTLE SHEPHERD . 67.
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Strona 134 - Of grateful evening mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of Heaven, her starry train: But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers; Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night With this her solemn bird; nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.
Strona 55 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heav'n pursue.
Strona 135 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night...
Strona 171 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Strona 94 - Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Strona 92 - The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes, Their lot forbade: nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined • Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind...
Strona 91 - How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power. And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th
Strona 174 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Strona 240 - And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast array'd, Each horseman drew his battle-blade, And furious every charger neigh'd, To join the dreadful revelry. Then shook the hills with thunder riven, Then rush'd the steed to battle driven, And louder than the bolts of heaven, Far flash'd the red artillery.
Strona 125 - Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing: And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure; But first, and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation...