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... party at which I met down " at Sir Watkin's , from Mrs. Duff's . him ; every one noticed the cordiality with which where we met a large rout . " The new year he spoke to me . His words were these : - " I am begins quite as splendidly as ...
... party at which I met down " at Sir Watkin's , from Mrs. Duff's . him ; every one noticed the cordiality with which where we met a large rout . " The new year he spoke to me . His words were these : - " I am begins quite as splendidly as ...
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... party being over , and his performances concluded , he has the candor to confess that " between diners - out and the common mountebanks of the theatres the only difference is , that the witling of the drawing - room wears not the Merry ...
... party being over , and his performances concluded , he has the candor to confess that " between diners - out and the common mountebanks of the theatres the only difference is , that the witling of the drawing - room wears not the Merry ...
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... party . this further than the honor of the dance . Again , self by his intelligence and the energy he dis- if the same facilities were allowed in France played . He stands especially preeminent for the intimacy of young women and young ...
... party . this further than the honor of the dance . Again , self by his intelligence and the energy he dis- if the same facilities were allowed in France played . He stands especially preeminent for the intimacy of young women and young ...
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... party were silent for some time ; Charles leaned with his back to the wall , old Robert still resting on his spade , and Sally standing , looking wistfully up into the boughs of an old hawthorn that shot out its gnarled and straggling ...
... party were silent for some time ; Charles leaned with his back to the wall , old Robert still resting on his spade , and Sally standing , looking wistfully up into the boughs of an old hawthorn that shot out its gnarled and straggling ...
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... parties . There were two tables in it ; at one of which Charles and I seated ourselves , and were soon engaged in the ... party entered the room and took possession of of some country curate ; but I humored the the other table . One of ...
... parties . There were two tables in it ; at one of which Charles and I seated ourselves , and were soon engaged in the ... party entered the room and took possession of of some country curate ; but I humored the the other table . One of ...
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Strona 159 - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,— " Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, " art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore: Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore !" Quoth the Raven,
Strona 160 - Leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted —...
Strona 159 - And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child In this kingdom by the sea: But we loved with a love that was more than love — I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.
Strona 160 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Strona 159 - For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE ; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE : And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling — my darling — my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea — In her tomb by the sounding sea.
Strona 72 - And God saw every thing that he had made ; and behold it was very good. And the evening and the morning were the sixth day.
Strona 159 - But evil things, in robes of sorrow, Assailed the monarch's high estate; (Ah, let us mourn, for never morrow Shall dawn upon him, desolate!) And, round about his home, the glory That blushed and bloomed Is but a dim-remembered story Of the old time entombed.
Strona 71 - And GOD said, Let the earth bring forth grass, the herb yielding seed, and the fruit tree yielding fruit after his kind, whose seed is in itself, upon the earth: and it was so.
Strona 30 - What do we give to our beloved? A little faith all undisproved, A little dust to overweep, And bitter memories to make The whole earth blasted for our sake : He giveth His beloved, sleep.
Strona 337 - Curse on him !" quoth false Sextus ; " Will not the villain drown ? But for this stay, ere close of day We should have sacked the town !" " Heaven help him !" quoth Lars Porsena, " And bring him safe to shore ; For such a gallant feat of arms Was never seen before.