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... " said Tom . He didn't want to " tell on " Maggie , though he was angry with her ; for Tom Tulliver was a lad of honor . " What ! hasn't she been playing with you all this T 18 while ? " said the father . " She's. TOM AND MAGGIE.
... " said Tom . He didn't want to " tell on " Maggie , though he was angry with her ; for Tom Tulliver was a lad of honor . " What ! hasn't she been playing with you all this T 18 while ? " said the father . " She's. TOM AND MAGGIE.
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... And had holden the power and glory of Spain so cheap That he dared her with one little ship and his English few ; Was he devil or man ? He was devil for aught they knew , But they sank his body with honor down into the THE REVENGE 87.
... And had holden the power and glory of Spain so cheap That he dared her with one little ship and his English few ; Was he devil or man ? He was devil for aught they knew , But they sank his body with honor down into the THE REVENGE 87.
Strona 88
Georgia Alexander. But they sank his body with honor down into the deep , And they mann'd the Revenge with a swarthier alien crew , own ; When a wind from the lands they had ruin'd awoke from sleep , And the water began to heave and the ...
Georgia Alexander. But they sank his body with honor down into the deep , And they mann'd the Revenge with a swarthier alien crew , own ; When a wind from the lands they had ruin'd awoke from sleep , And the water began to heave and the ...
Strona 102
... honored by a chair in Cambridge University , and thenceforward gave his life to art in its relation of helpfulness to men . Whatever his hands found to do that would further this cause , -establishing a college for working - men ...
... honored by a chair in Cambridge University , and thenceforward gave his life to art in its relation of helpfulness to men . Whatever his hands found to do that would further this cause , -establishing a college for working - men ...
Strona 105
... honored him , especially through one of her greatest men , Carlyle . A letter from Emerson was to Carlyle " as a window flung open to the azure . " In his essays he has given golden counsel for conduct in life , as you may judge from ...
... honored him , especially through one of her greatest men , Carlyle . A letter from Emerson was to Carlyle " as a window flung open to the azure . " In his essays he has given golden counsel for conduct in life , as you may judge from ...
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Strona 166 - Far-called, our navies melt away, On dune and headland sinks the fire; Lo all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre. Judge of the nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget.
Strona 32 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At' that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
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Strona 303 - Has Great Britain any enemy, in this quarter of the world, to call for all this accumulation of navies and armies? No, sir, she has none. They are meant for us: they can be meant for no other. They are sent over to bind and rivet upon us those chains which the British ministry have been so long forging.
Strona 278 - Caesar lov'd you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men ; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad. 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs ; For, if you should, O, what would come of it!
Strona 216 - For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths— for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead.
Strona 309 - ... full many a gem of purest ray serene the dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear : full many a flower is born to blush unseen, and waste its sweetness on the desert air. some village Hampden that with dauntless breast the little tyrant of his fields withstood, some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood.