The Buccaneer: A Tale, Volume 1Carey, Lea & Blanchard, 1833 - Crime |
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... thou art not so ; For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthow , Die not , poor Death- * * * -Why swell'st thou , then ? One short sleep past , we wake eternally ; And Death shall be no more : -Death ! thou shalt die . " DR . DONNE ...
... thou art not so ; For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthow , Die not , poor Death- * * * -Why swell'st thou , then ? One short sleep past , we wake eternally ; And Death shall be no more : -Death ! thou shalt die . " DR . DONNE ...
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... thou offerest thy neck unto the halter as a sacrifice . But did Hugh Dalton ever bring you , or any man , into ... Thou wouldst have me believe , then , thou art no genuine disinterested talker . Ah ! Roupall , Roupall ! acquaintance ...
... thou offerest thy neck unto the halter as a sacrifice . But did Hugh Dalton ever bring you , or any man , into ... Thou wouldst have me believe , then , thou art no genuine disinterested talker . Ah ! Roupall , Roupall ! acquaintance ...
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... thou hast revealed , Divine Interpreter . MILTON . THE morning that followed was rife with the sweet and balmy air and the gay sunshine , so duly prized in our va- riable climate , because of the rarity of their occurrence ; more ...
... thou hast revealed , Divine Interpreter . MILTON . THE morning that followed was rife with the sweet and balmy air and the gay sunshine , so duly prized in our va- riable climate , because of the rarity of their occurrence ; more ...
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... thou- sands of sheep , whose bleating and whose bells made the isle musical , -while , beyond , the narrow Swale , widening into the open sea , shone like a sliver girdle in the rays of the glorious sun , -were objects indeed delightful ...
... thou- sands of sheep , whose bleating and whose bells made the isle musical , -while , beyond , the narrow Swale , widening into the open sea , shone like a sliver girdle in the rays of the glorious sun , -were objects indeed delightful ...
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... thou art ever placing earth on a level with heaven . " " And thou , my saintly friend , wouldst bring heaven . down to earth . I remember my sister Claypole treating of this before , saying that Milton laid his fingers on thy fore- head ...
... thou art ever placing earth on a level with heaven . " " And thou , my saintly friend , wouldst bring heaven . down to earth . I remember my sister Claypole treating of this before , saying that Milton laid his fingers on thy fore- head ...
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Baronet beautiful bless bosom breath Buccaneer Burrell's called Cavalier Cecil Place child Claypole cloak companion Constance Cecil Constantia countenance court danger daughter dear ears exclaimed eyes Fairy Ring father fear feelings Fleetword fool gentle gentleman girl Guerre Gull's Nest hand head hear heard heart heaven holy honour Hugh Dalton inquired interrupted Jeromio Jerry Jerry White John Milton knew Lady Cecil Lady Frances Cromwell lady's light lips look Lord LUCY HUTCHINSON Major Wellmore Manasseh Ben Israel marriage master methinks mind Mistress Cecil mother nature never night observed paused poor pray Protector racter repeated replied Robin Hays Roundhead Roupall silence Sir Robert Cecil Sir Willmott Burrell smile Solomon Grundy speak spirit Springall stood stranger sure sweet sword tell thee thing thou thought tone villain voice Walter wild woman words young youth
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Page 198 - I how great she be ? Great, or good, or kind, or fair, I will ne'er the more despair: If she love me, this believe, I will die ere she shall grieve : If she slight me when I woo, I can scorn and let her go ; For if she be not for me, What care I for whom she be ? George Wither.
Page 30 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, that, when a soul is found sincerely so, a thousand. liveried angels lackey her, driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, and, in clear dream and solemn vision, tell her of things that no gross ear can hear...
Page 198 - Cause I see a woman kind? Or a well-disposed nature Joined with a lovely feature? Be she meeker, kinder, than The turtle-dove or pelican : If she be not so to me, What care I how kind she be? Shall a woman's virtues move Me to perish for her love? Or, her well-deservings known, Make me quite forget mine own? Be she with that goodness blest Which may merit name of Best ; If she be not such to me, What care I how good she be?
Page 30 - Heaven is saintly chastity, that, when a soul is found sincerely so, a thousand. liveried angels lackey her, driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, and, in clear dream and solemn vision, tell her of things that no gross ear can hear; till oft converse with heavenly habitants begin to cast a beam on the outward shape, the unpolluted temple of the mind, and turns it by degrees to the soul's essence, till all be made immortal.
Page 8 - Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so: For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be...
Page 33 - Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Page 207 - First American from the first London edition, with Notes by BENJAMIN F. JOSLIN, MD, Professor of Natural Philosophy in Union College. " It fully sustains the favorable opinion we have already expressed as to this valuable compendium of modern science.
Page 174 - Tell wit how much it wrangles In tickle points of niceness : Tell wisdom she entangles Herself in over-wiseness. And when they do reply, Straight give them both the lie.