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... Never to venture on the ocean more ; But live on land as happy as a king : At this I wak'd ; what think you of the thing ? Speak free , for know , I am extremely loth , And greatly fear to violate my oath . ' FRIEND . ' Fear not old ...
... Never to venture on the ocean more ; But live on land as happy as a king : At this I wak'd ; what think you of the thing ? Speak free , for know , I am extremely loth , And greatly fear to violate my oath . ' FRIEND . ' Fear not old ...
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... never again ; It did him gude , suppose he suffered pain . Of that labour as then he was not slie , Happy he was took fish abundantly . ' The story goes on to say that Wallace meets in his rambles with Lord Percy , who was then Captain ...
... never again ; It did him gude , suppose he suffered pain . Of that labour as then he was not slie , Happy he was took fish abundantly . ' The story goes on to say that Wallace meets in his rambles with Lord Percy , who was then Captain ...
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... never written his Sea Eclogues ; ' the exercise of fishing appears so contemptible in him , that any that writes on a subject that seems to be of a similar aspect must suffer disadvantage . His oysters and crayfish are served ...
... never written his Sea Eclogues ; ' the exercise of fishing appears so contemptible in him , that any that writes on a subject that seems to be of a similar aspect must suffer disadvantage . His oysters and crayfish are served ...
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... never can deceive him , Is full of thousand sweets and rich content ; The smooth - leav'd beeches in the field receive him With coolest shade , till noontide's heat be spent . His life is neither tost on boist'rous seas Of the vexatious ...
... never can deceive him , Is full of thousand sweets and rich content ; The smooth - leav'd beeches in the field receive him With coolest shade , till noontide's heat be spent . His life is neither tost on boist'rous seas Of the vexatious ...
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... never found , Save what the ploughshare gives the ground . ' Here are no entrapping baits , To hasten , too , too hasty fates , Unless it be The fond credulity Of silly fish , which ( worldling like ) still look Upon the bait , but never ...
... never found , Save what the ploughshare gives the ground . ' Here are no entrapping baits , To hasten , too , too hasty fates , Unless it be The fond credulity Of silly fish , which ( worldling like ) still look Upon the bait , but never ...
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Page 294 - But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee — With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.
Page 293 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Page 293 - But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing farther then he uttered, not a feather then he fluttered; Till I scarcely more than muttered, "Other friends have flown before; On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.
Page 294 - 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. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea...
Page 289 - Then think I of deep shadows on the grass, Of meadows where in sun the cattle graze, Where, as the breezes pass, The gleaming rushes lean a thousand ways, Of leaves that slumber in a cloudy mass, Or whiten in the wind, of waters blue That from the distance sparkle through Some woodland gap, and of a sky above, Where one white cloud like a stray lamb doth move.
Page 299 - But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh.
Page 473 - And well may they fall back, for beyond those troops of ordered arches there rises a vision out of the earth, and all the great square seems to have opened from it in a kind of awe...
Page 289 - DANDELION DEAR common flower, that grow'st beside the way, Fringing the dusty road with harmless gold, First pledge of blithesome May...
Page 294 - Past (Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast! For, alas! alas! with me The light of Life is o'er! "No more — no more — no more...
Page 478 - The second reason is, that imperfection is in some sort essential to all that we know of life. It is the sign of life in a mortal body, that is to say, of a state of progress and change. Nothing that lives is, or can be, rigidly perfect ; part of it is decaying, part nascent. The foxglove blossom, — a third part bud, a third part past, a third part in full bloom, — is a type of the life of this world.