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Pagina 18
... ancient regime has ceased in a great measure to exist . The race of Red Indians are becoming rapidly extinct ; scalps and toma- hawks serve now but to embellish a romance . Railroads and manufactories are fast assimilating the Western ...
... ancient regime has ceased in a great measure to exist . The race of Red Indians are becoming rapidly extinct ; scalps and toma- hawks serve now but to embellish a romance . Railroads and manufactories are fast assimilating the Western ...
Pagina 39
... ancient blood , as well as your own excelling loveliness and merit ; but I have already hinted to you , that for a time our conversation was carried on in mutual misunder- standing . I , very naturally , thought only of your sister ; Mr ...
... ancient blood , as well as your own excelling loveliness and merit ; but I have already hinted to you , that for a time our conversation was carried on in mutual misunder- standing . I , very naturally , thought only of your sister ; Mr ...
Pagina 69
... ancient Spanish costume , all sky - blue silk and white muslin , and holding each his hat , also light blue , with a flowing white feather . The chorus now recommences , but speedily drops ; when the orchestra sounds a beau- tiful air ...
... ancient Spanish costume , all sky - blue silk and white muslin , and holding each his hat , also light blue , with a flowing white feather . The chorus now recommences , but speedily drops ; when the orchestra sounds a beau- tiful air ...
Pagina 75
... ancient manners of Flo- rence in unfrequented scenes , where the course of its usages , its language , and its traditions still remains undisturbed and unef- faced by the footsteps of the stranger . " I climbed the mountains of Pistoja ...
... ancient manners of Flo- rence in unfrequented scenes , where the course of its usages , its language , and its traditions still remains undisturbed and unef- faced by the footsteps of the stranger . " I climbed the mountains of Pistoja ...
Pagina 91
... ancient structure . The plan of the edifice is the same ; the tower over the portal , shorn of its turrets , serves to contain a clock , the projecting stones in the fa- çade are still visible , and in the last chamber to the left , on ...
... ancient structure . The plan of the edifice is the same ; the tower over the portal , shorn of its turrets , serves to contain a clock , the projecting stones in the fa- çade are still visible , and in the last chamber to the left , on ...
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Pagina 195 - He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away. He recked not of the life he lost, nor prize; But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother, — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday!
Pagina 191 - Live while you live, the Epicure would say, And seize the pleasures of the present day. Live while you live, the sacred Preacher cries, And give to God each moment as it flies.
Pagina 195 - How shall we sing the Lord's song in a strange land ? If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning. If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth...
Pagina 447 - Go and show John again those things which ye do hear and see : The blind receive their sight, and the lame walk, the lepers are cleansed, and the deaf hear, the dead are raised up, and the poor have the Gospel preached to them.
Pagina 195 - By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song ; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
Pagina 193 - And the key of the house of David will I lay upon his shoulder; So he shall open, and none shall shut; And he shall shut, and none shall open.
Pagina 218 - Whosoever shall put away his wife, let him give her a writing of divorcement, but I say unto you, That whosoever shall put away his wife, saving for the cause of fornication, causeth her to commit adultery: and whosoever shall marry her that is divorced committeth adultery.
Pagina 371 - Merciful Heaven, Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak Than the soft myrtle: but man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assured, His glassy essence, like an angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven As make the angels weep; who, with our spleens, Would all themselves laugh mortal.
Pagina 20 - COURAGE!' he said, and pointed toward the land, 'This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon.' In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream.
Pagina 194 - Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well...