The perennial calendar, and companion to the almanack, revised and ed. [or rather written] by T. Forster |
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Strana 20
... hand escaped be , All dreadful portraits of deformity : Springheaded Hydras and seashouldering Whales , Great Whirlepooles which all fishes make to flee , Bright Scolopendras arm'd with silver scales , Mighty Monoceros with immeasured ...
... hand escaped be , All dreadful portraits of deformity : Springheaded Hydras and seashouldering Whales , Great Whirlepooles which all fishes make to flee , Bright Scolopendras arm'd with silver scales , Mighty Monoceros with immeasured ...
Strana 25
... hands , together prest , And on her silver cross soft amethyst , And on her hair a glory , like a saint : She seemed a splendid angel , newly drest , Save wings , for Heaven : - Soon , trembling in her soft and chilly nest , In sort of ...
... hands , together prest , And on her silver cross soft amethyst , And on her hair a glory , like a saint : She seemed a splendid angel , newly drest , Save wings , for Heaven : - Soon , trembling in her soft and chilly nest , In sort of ...
Strana 28
... hand profuse doth throwe , Right weeting that in need of it they stoode , For Charity is shown by working creatures ' goode . The Sparrowe pert , the Chaffinche gay and cleane , The Redbreast welcome to the cotter's house , The livelie ...
... hand profuse doth throwe , Right weeting that in need of it they stoode , For Charity is shown by working creatures ' goode . The Sparrowe pert , the Chaffinche gay and cleane , The Redbreast welcome to the cotter's house , The livelie ...
Strana 31
... hand , it is time to make haste to shelter . If you see a cloud rise against the wind or side wind , when that cloud comes up to you , the wind will blow the same way that the cloud came . And the same rule holds of a clear place , when ...
... hand , it is time to make haste to shelter . If you see a cloud rise against the wind or side wind , when that cloud comes up to you , the wind will blow the same way that the cloud came . And the same rule holds of a clear place , when ...
Strana 35
... hand Improved her , and by courtly discipline Taught her the savage nature to forget : Hence styled the Scudamorean plant ; whose wine Whoever tastes , let him with grateful heart Respect that ancient loyal house . January 29 . St ...
... hand Improved her , and by courtly discipline Taught her the savage nature to forget : Hence styled the Scudamorean plant ; whose wine Whoever tastes , let him with grateful heart Respect that ancient loyal house . January 29 . St ...
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The Perennial Calendar, and Companion to the Almanack, Revised and Ed. [Or ... Thomas Ignatius M Forster Náhled není k dispozici. - 2015 |
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Strana 206 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Strana 164 - There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Strana 120 - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets : As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, Disasters in the sun, and the moist star, Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands, Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse...
Strana 172 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Strana 218 - Return, Alpheus; the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Strana 231 - Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine : While the cock with lively din Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before...
Strana 190 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep : All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night.
Strana 51 - Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary fu' o
Strana 572 - Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone ; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone ; No flower of her kindred, No rose-bud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, Or give sigh for sigh. I'll not leave thee, thou lone one ! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Strana 641 - Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night ' That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide...