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... Head - Dress . 265 1746 ) . 319 The Vision of Mirza . 267 Ode to Evening .. 319 Hilpa and Shalum .. 269 The Sequel of the Story of Hilpa and The Passions : An Ode to Music . THOMAS WARTON ( 1728-1790 ) 320 Shalum . 271 Sonnet IV ...
... Head - Dress . 265 1746 ) . 319 The Vision of Mirza . 267 Ode to Evening .. 319 Hilpa and Shalum .. 269 The Sequel of the Story of Hilpa and The Passions : An Ode to Music . THOMAS WARTON ( 1728-1790 ) 320 Shalum . 271 Sonnet IV ...
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... head , and coats of mail were hung on their feet . Knotted strings were put about their heads and twisted till they penetrated to the brains . They put them in dungeons in which were adders and snakes and toads , and killed them thus ...
... head , and coats of mail were hung on their feet . Knotted strings were put about their heads and twisted till they penetrated to the brains . They put them in dungeons in which were adders and snakes and toads , and killed them thus ...
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... head and hair . So dost thou fare , upon thy side ; I - meind 5 bi toppes 62 and bi here . 53 Al - so thu dost on ... heads 53 hair 54 thy 55 creatures 56 sorrow Thu singest from eve fort amorhe.1 Ac 2 ich alle 16 THE OWL AND THE NIGHTINGALE.
... head and hair . So dost thou fare , upon thy side ; I - meind 5 bi toppes 62 and bi here . 53 Al - so thu dost on ... heads 53 hair 54 thy 55 creatures 56 sorrow Thu singest from eve fort amorhe.1 Ac 2 ich alle 16 THE OWL AND THE NIGHTINGALE.
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... head against him . And when the knight saw her in that form , so hideous and so hor- rible , he fled away . And the dragon bore the knight upon a rock despite his efforts ; and from the rock she cast him into the sea : and so was lost ...
... head against him . And when the knight saw her in that form , so hideous and so hor- rible , he fled away . And the dragon bore the knight upon a rock despite his efforts ; and from the rock she cast him into the sea : and so was lost ...
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... head and loosens his collar , 16 19 tap , stroke 17 hast 18 name ask my state , condition 20 the agreements 21 remain 22 seek no further 23 but cease 24 take 25 instrument 26 knock- est readily prepares himself 28 bowed 29 cheek 27 His ...
... head and loosens his collar , 16 19 tap , stroke 17 hast 18 name ask my state , condition 20 the agreements 21 remain 22 seek no further 23 but cease 24 take 25 instrument 26 knock- est readily prepares himself 28 bowed 29 cheek 27 His ...
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Page 447 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips — »The foe! They come! they come!« And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering...
Page 450 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, •To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean— roll!
Page 210 - I know they are as lively, and as vigorously productive, as those fabulous dragon's teeth ; and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book. Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image ; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were in the eye.
Page 551 - ... rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground; And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his...
Page 475 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Page 463 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!
Page 393 - The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest, Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast: — Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise...
Page 476 - To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Page 551 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track, And one eye's black intelligence — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance; And the thick heavy spume-flakes, which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried Joris, "Stay spur! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her; "We'll remember at Aix...
Page 402 - The Sun now rose upon the right : Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Came to the mariners...