Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern: A-ZCharles Dudley Warner R.S. Peale and J.A. Hill, 1896 |
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Strana 8259
... Pugwash , a dweller in a mis- erable slough of London , a squalid denizen of one of the foul nooks of that city of Plutus . He kept a shop ; which , though small as a cabin , was visited as granary and storehouse by half the ...
... Pugwash , a dweller in a mis- erable slough of London , a squalid denizen of one of the foul nooks of that city of Plutus . He kept a shop ; which , though small as a cabin , was visited as granary and storehouse by half the ...
Strana 8260
... Pugwash would tell his wife he had made the place a Paradise . ' If we can't go to Nature , Sally , isn't it a pleasant thing to be able to bring Nature to us ? Whereupon Mrs. Pugwash would declare that a man with at least three ...
... Pugwash would tell his wife he had made the place a Paradise . ' If we can't go to Nature , Sally , isn't it a pleasant thing to be able to bring Nature to us ? Whereupon Mrs. Pugwash would declare that a man with at least three ...
Strana 8261
... Pugwash . Well , sir , Isaac for some three or four years kept on his old way , his wife still prophesying in loud and louder voice the inevitable workhouse . He would so think and - as talk of Nature when he should mind his shop ; he ...
... Pugwash . Well , sir , Isaac for some three or four years kept on his old way , his wife still prophesying in loud and louder voice the inevitable workhouse . He would so think and - as talk of Nature when he should mind his shop ; he ...
Strana 8262
... Pugwash obediently thrust the organ forth . ' Yes , yes , as I thought . Twill do you no good to hang the rogue ; none at all . What we must do is this , we must cure you of the disease . ' - " Disease ! ' cried Pugwash . ' Bating the ...
... Pugwash obediently thrust the organ forth . ' Yes , yes , as I thought . Twill do you no good to hang the rogue ; none at all . What we must do is this , we must cure you of the disease . ' - " Disease ! ' cried Pugwash . ' Bating the ...
Strana 8263
... Pugwash , a little alarmed . " Don't say how you are- it's presumption in any man , ' cried Lotus . ' Nevertheless , be as you may , I'll cure you if you'll give attention to my remedy . ' « I'll give my whole soul to it , ' exclaimed ...
... Pugwash , a little alarmed . " Don't say how you are- it's presumption in any man , ' cried Lotus . ' Nevertheless , be as you may , I'll cure you if you'll give attention to my remedy . ' « I'll give my whole soul to it , ' exclaimed ...
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Strana 8514 - New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray ; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of Heaven.
Strana 8291 - Seven years, my lord, have now passed since I waited in your outward rooms, or was repulsed from your door; during which time I have been pushing on my work through difficulties, of which it is useless to complain, and have brought it at last to the verge of publication, without one act of assistance, one word of encouragement, or one smile of favour.
Strana 8358 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
Strana 8505 - O attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, Beauty is truth, truth beauty,— that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Strana 8502 - Ode to a Nightingale MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness...
Strana 8561 - Yon rising Moon that looks for us again — How oft hereafter will she wax and wane ; How oft hereafter rising look for us Through this same Garden — and for one in vain ! ci.
Strana 8500 - She hurried at his words, beset with fears. For there were sleeping dragons all around, At glaring watch, perhaps, with ready spears — Down the wide stairs a darkling way they found. In all the house was heard no human sound. A...
Strana 8347 - Yet must I not give Nature all : thy art My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter, Nature be, His art doth give the fashion.
Strana 8499 - While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd; With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon; Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez; and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedared Lebanon.
Strana 8499 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.