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... - claiming , Harp ? Harp ? Lyre ? Pen and Ink ! Boy you mean ! Muse ! boy ! Muse ! your Nurse's daughter you mean ! 6 B here Mr Coleridge drops the subject of Poetry for the 2817. ] Observations on Coleridge's Biographia Literaria .
... - claiming , Harp ? Harp ? Lyre ? Pen and Ink ! Boy you mean ! Muse ! boy ! Muse ! your Nurse's daughter you mean ! 6 B here Mr Coleridge drops the subject of Poetry for the 2817. ] Observations on Coleridge's Biographia Literaria .
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... daughter , that has been out of the country , was sent for when her end was supposed to be near ; for the old body was quite sensible of her state , and knew she could not last above a month or two , and indeed gave direc- tions about ...
... daughter , that has been out of the country , was sent for when her end was supposed to be near ; for the old body was quite sensible of her state , and knew she could not last above a month or two , and indeed gave direc- tions about ...
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... daughter Where the variations from the Latin history are short , they are printed in Italics , In the Latin work the hospitality of the Abbeys is passed over , and the grati- tude of Scotsmen to those who entertain them is celebrated ...
... daughter Where the variations from the Latin history are short , they are printed in Italics , In the Latin work the hospitality of the Abbeys is passed over , and the grati- tude of Scotsmen to those who entertain them is celebrated ...
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... daughter of Henry VII . of England , the follow- ing paragraph is added in the MS . " The King & Quene all the rest of this yeir ( 1503 ) past throch the principalle townes in ye south partis of ye realme and • Printed in the Black Acts ...
... daughter of Henry VII . of England , the follow- ing paragraph is added in the MS . " The King & Quene all the rest of this yeir ( 1503 ) past throch the principalle townes in ye south partis of ye realme and • Printed in the Black Acts ...
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... daughter of Henry VIII . by Anne In The transcriber has here repeated some words and transposed others . The sentence should run thus : " During the tyme that the Quene Douarier and Lords of Scotlande was in France , thair came ane ...
... daughter of Henry VIII . by Anne In The transcriber has here repeated some words and transposed others . The sentence should run thus : " During the tyme that the Quene Douarier and Lords of Scotlande was in France , thair came ane ...
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Page 260 - And kill sick people groaning under walls; Sometimes I go about and poison wells; And now and then, to cherish Christian thieves, I am content to lose some of my crowns, That I may, walking in my gallery, See 'em go pinioned along by my door.
Page 69 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Page 316 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below.
Page 419 - That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows More than a spinster...
Page 11 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the Zephyr blows, While, proudly riding o'er the azure realm, In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm, Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Page 481 - He is a great lover and praiser of himself, a contemner and scorner of others, given rather to lose a friend than a jest, jealous of every word and action of those about him (especially after drink, which is one of the elements in which he liveth...
Page 29 - These looks of thine can harbour nought but death: I see my tragedy written in thy brows. Yet stay awhile ; forbear thy bloody hand, And let me see the stroke before it comes, That even then when I shall lose my life, My mind may be more steadfast on my God.
Page 29 - They give me bread and water, being a king ; So that, for want of sleep and sustenance, My mind's distempered, and my body's numb'd, And whether I have limbs or no, I know not.
Page 29 - EDW.: Something still buzzeth in mine ears, And tells me, if I sleep, I never wake: This fear is that which makes me tremble thus; And therefore tell me, wherefore art thou come? LIGHT.: To rid thee of thy life. — Matrevis, come! Enter MATREVIS and GURNEY K. EDW.: I am too weak and feeble to resist. — Assist me, sweet God, and receive my soul!
Page 263 - Thus, like the sad presaging raven, that tolls The sick man's passport in her hollow beak, And in the shadow of the silent night Doth shake contagion from her sable wings, Vex'd and tormented runs poor Barabas With fatal curses towards these Christians.