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Page 67
... Wilfrid , and white umbrellas were not absolutely uncommon . Vittoria declared that Wilfrid was an old English friend ; Pericles vowed that Wilfrid was one of their party . The prisoner was clearly an Englishman . As it chanced , the ...
... Wilfrid , and white umbrellas were not absolutely uncommon . Vittoria declared that Wilfrid was an old English friend ; Pericles vowed that Wilfrid was one of their party . The prisoner was clearly an Englishman . As it chanced , the ...
Page 68
... Wilfrid to state on his word of honour that he was not in the Austrian service , to which Wilfrid unhesitatingly replied , " I am not . ” Permission was then accorded to him to proceed in the carriage . Vittoria held her hand to Wilfrid ...
... Wilfrid to state on his word of honour that he was not in the Austrian service , to which Wilfrid unhesitatingly replied , " I am not . ” Permission was then accorded to him to proceed in the carriage . Vittoria held her hand to Wilfrid ...
Page 69
... Wilfrid by leaving him in safety . Piedmontese horse scoured the neighbourhood , and any mischance that might befall him she traced to her hand . She dreaded at every instant to hear him speak of his love for her ; yet how sweet it ...
... Wilfrid by leaving him in safety . Piedmontese horse scoured the neighbourhood , and any mischance that might befall him she traced to her hand . She dreaded at every instant to hear him speak of his love for her ; yet how sweet it ...
Page 70
... Wilfrid . " Is it time to part ? " " " Not yet . I wish it were never ! Pardon me for the evil I have done to you . I entreat it again and again . " She had to stop her mouth . The old charm , which had slumbered hitherto , was ...
... Wilfrid . " Is it time to part ? " " " Not yet . I wish it were never ! Pardon me for the evil I have done to you . I entreat it again and again . " She had to stop her mouth . The old charm , which had slumbered hitherto , was ...
Page 230
... Wilfrid , and officers of jägers and the Italian battalion . Barto Rizzo's wife was in a corner of the room . Weisspriess met him with a very civil greeting , and introduced him to Count Karl , who begged him to thank Vittoria for the ...
... Wilfrid , and officers of jägers and the Italian battalion . Barto Rizzo's wife was in a corner of the room . Weisspriess met him with a very civil greeting , and introduced him to Count Karl , who begged him to thank Vittoria for the ...
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Page 548 - O Captain! My Captain! O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain! my Captain!
Page 542 - THERE was a child went forth every day, And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became, And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day, Or for many years or stretching cycles of years.
Page 540 - Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth, And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own, And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own, And that all the men ever born are also my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers, And that a kelson of the creation is love...
Page 775 - Those of mankind that are predestinated unto life, God, before the foundation of the world was laid, according to his eternal and immutable purpose, and the secret counsel and good pleasure of his will, hath chosen in Christ unto everlasting glory...
Page 825 - These facts, as will be seen in the latter chapters of this volume, seemed to throw some light on the origin of species —that mystery of mysteries, as it has been called by one of our greatest philosophers.
Page 775 - The rest of mankind, God was pleased, according to the unsearchable counsel of his own will, whereby he extendeth or withholdeth mercy as he pleaseth, for the glory of his sovereign power over his creatures, to pass by and to ordain them to dishonor and wrath for their sin, to the praise of his glorious justice.
Page 540 - I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven. Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord, A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt, Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose ? Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation.
Page 548 - ... 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. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, The ship is...
Page 776 - As for those wicked and ungodly men, whom God as a righteous judge, for former sins, doth blind and harden, from them he not only withholdeth his grace, whereby they might have been enlightened in their understandings, and wrought upon in their hearts...
Page 493 - I confess I am not charmed with the ideal of life held out by those who think that the normal state of human beings is that of struggling to get on; that the trampling, crushing, elbowing, and treading on each other's heels, which form the existing type of social life, are the most desirable lot of human kind, or anything but the disagreeable symptoms of one of the phases of industrial progress.