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Pagina xvi - Wax faint o'er the gardens of gul in her bloom, Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute , Where the tints of the earth , and the hues of the sky , In colour though varied, in beauty may vie, And the purple of Ocean is deepest in...
Pagina 345 - Un soir, t'en souvient-il ? nous voguions en silence; On n'entendait au loin, sur l'onde et sous les cieux, Que le bruit des rameurs qui frappaient en cadence Tes flots harmonieux.
Pagina 345 - O lac.! rochers muets ! grottes! forêt obscure! Vous que le temps épargne ou qu'il peut rajeunir ! Gardez de cette nuit, gardez, belle nature, Au moins le souvenir. Que le vent qui gémit, le roseau qui soupire, Que les parfums légers de ton air embaumé, Que tout ce qu'on entend, l'on voit ou l'on respire, Tout dise : ils ont aimé...
Pagina 103 - He that loveth father and mother more than me, is not worthy of me : and he that loveth son or daughter more than me, is not worthy of me.
Pagina 345 - Que le vent qui gemit, le roseau qui soupire, Que les parfums legers de ton air embaume, Que tout ce qu'on entend, Ton voit ou Ton respire, Tout disc: "Us ont aime!
Pagina 69 - For whosoever having put his hand to the plough, looketh back, is not fit for the kingdom of God!" ls [I am nothing pleased we advised you to have your plaid; though I am, that you think it too dear, because I take it to be an indication that you are disposed to thrift, which is a rare qualification in a young man who has his fortune to make. Indeed, such an one can hardly be too wary, or...
Pagina 442 - What is that distant object ? " we asked, indicating an enormous perpendicular rock some five miles away, that stood a picturesque, castle-crowned islet round which the sea was breaking in faint white lines. "We call it Gibraltar of the West," replied the priest. "An interesting place to visit, and larger than you would imagine, with its 3000 inhabitants. They are curious people : in some things almost a race apart. It is neither an island nor yet part of the mainland. You cannot gain entrance by...
Pagina 167 - I quite thought I should die with laughing." From the way he laughed now, it seemed doubtful whether all danger was over. " But that is not the worst, senor," said the mother, at length making herself heard. " Will you believe that the boy has a wretched catapult in his pocket, and there will be any number of broken windows and assassinated cats in the town. I don't know what will become of us. If there is one. thing I dread more than another, it is a catapult. They are the implements of the devil."...
Pagina 476 - Noone enters without permission from the commandant. If he knew, it would be as much as my place is worth — not that it is worth much. But he is away to-day ; gone to Valencia to the marriage of a friend. So I have some excuse ; and he will never know. I will admit you. The times I have opened these gates ! I am sixty-five, senor, and have been up and down, through summer and winter, through storm and tempest, ever since I was fifteen. Pretty near the end now.