Colorado College Publication: Language series, Volumes 2-3éditeur non identifié, 1904 - Language and languages |
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... father's house always possessed a peculiar fasci- nation for him . He would watch them as they sat by their doorway , squatting on their heels , as their custom is — grave , monotonous , motionless , the smoke from their pipes almost ...
... father's house always possessed a peculiar fasci- nation for him . He would watch them as they sat by their doorway , squatting on their heels , as their custom is — grave , monotonous , motionless , the smoke from their pipes almost ...
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... father sacrifice his chil- dren , children kill their father , kings assassinated , virgins violated , citizens imprisoned , and all the traditional sublim- ity , but , alas ! so superficial and material , of blood , visible tears , and ...
... father sacrifice his chil- dren , children kill their father , kings assassinated , virgins violated , citizens imprisoned , and all the traditional sublim- ity , but , alas ! so superficial and material , of blood , visible tears , and ...
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... father's heart ! " " I still be fear'd , and look'd for every hour . " Battle of Alcazar , Act V. , sc . i . , ll . 110-159 . " Stand , traitor , stand , ambitious Englishman , " " Short be my tale because my life is short . " Friar ...
... father's heart ! " " I still be fear'd , and look'd for every hour . " Battle of Alcazar , Act V. , sc . i . , ll . 110-159 . " Stand , traitor , stand , ambitious Englishman , " " Short be my tale because my life is short . " Friar ...
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... fathers came to our shores they brought with them the love of learning which established first Harvard College and then in turn , as the years and centuries have passed , all the colleges and universities of this land which are among ...
... fathers came to our shores they brought with them the love of learning which established first Harvard College and then in turn , as the years and centuries have passed , all the colleges and universities of this land which are among ...
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... father , ' is an unlicked cub . I can't do anything ith him ! ' And father and mother suffer together , some- times in bitter recriminations , sometimes in miserable sym- pathy 108 COLORADO COLLEGE PUBLICATION .
... father , ' is an unlicked cub . I can't do anything ith him ! ' And father and mother suffer together , some- times in bitter recriminations , sometimes in miserable sym- pathy 108 COLORADO COLLEGE PUBLICATION .
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Page 270 - My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Page 116 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare, for his honour'd bones, The labour of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallow'd relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou, in our wonder and astonishment, Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Page 117 - For whilst, to the shame of slow-endeavouring art, Thy easy numbers flow, and that each heart Hath, from the leaves of thy unvalued book, Those Delphic lines with deep impression took; Then thou, our fancy of itself bereaving, Dost make us marble, with too much conceiving; And, so sepulchred, in such pomp dost lie, That kings for such a tomb would wish to die.
Page 245 - Her mantle laps Over my lady's wrist too much,' or 'Paint Must never hope to reproduce the faint Half-flush that dies along her throat:' such stuff Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough 20 For calling up that spot of joy.
Page 255 - IT was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
Page 261 - Thou too, hoar Mount! with thy sky-pointing peaks, Oft from whose feet the avalanche, unheard, Shoots downward, glittering through the pure serene Into the depth of clouds, that veil thy breast— Thou too again, stupendous Mountain! thou That as I raise my head, awhile bowed low In adoration, upward from thy base Slow travelling with dim eyes suffused with tears...
Page 255 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we, Of many far wiser than we ; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
Page 271 - When Freedom, from her mountain height, Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there; She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure, celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then, from his mansion in the sun, She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand, The symbol of her chosen land.
Page 127 - Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy Soul's immensity ; Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind,@ Mighty Prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave...
Page 245 - In speech (which I have not) to make your will Quite clear to such an one, and say, "Just this "Or that in you disgusts me; here you miss, "Or there exceed the mark...