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... coming of the Lord : He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword : His truth is marching on . I have seen Him in the watch - fires of a hundred ...
... coming of the Lord : He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword : His truth is marching on . I have seen Him in the watch - fires of a hundred ...
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... Rouff's little lad | Bareback he rode | he had no - hat , | He hardly stopped to say ; " Morgan's men are coming , frau ; | he's galloping up this - way ! | • I'm sent to warn the neighbors , | he isn't And Successful Selections . 55.
... Rouff's little lad | Bareback he rode | he had no - hat , | He hardly stopped to say ; " Morgan's men are coming , frau ; | he's galloping up this - way ! | • I'm sent to warn the neighbors , | he isn't And Successful Selections . 55.
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... coming of the sun , he turns his prison about until it fronts the god of day . Would he go on some mission ; he takes up his abode and walks off with it , comes to his destination , sets down his dwelling , and by movements or attitudes ...
... coming of the sun , he turns his prison about until it fronts the god of day . Would he go on some mission ; he takes up his abode and walks off with it , comes to his destination , sets down his dwelling , and by movements or attitudes ...
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... coming , but he is not there : I listen for his pattering feet , his merry shout , and his ringing laugh ; but there is no sound . There is no one to climb over my knees , no one to search my pockets and tease for presents : and I never ...
... coming , but he is not there : I listen for his pattering feet , his merry shout , and his ringing laugh ; but there is no sound . There is no one to climb over my knees , no one to search my pockets and tease for presents : and I never ...
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... coming and your going ; Who shall choose your home , prescribe your work , Your pay , and the time of its bestowing ; Who shall own the very clothes you wear , And your children , if any the good Lord gives , For a third of what he may ...
... coming and your going ; Who shall choose your home , prescribe your work , Your pay , and the time of its bestowing ; Who shall own the very clothes you wear , And your children , if any the good Lord gives , For a third of what he may ...
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Page 115 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn No traveler returns, — puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Page 125 - Who was it that thus cried ? Why, worthy thane, You do unbend your noble strength, to think So brainsickly of things : — Go, get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. — Why did you bring these daggers from -the place ? They must lie there : go carry them ; and smear The sleepy grooms with blood.
Page 114 - tis nobler in the mind, to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And, by opposing, end them? — To die, — to sleep...
Page 115 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make, With a bare bodkin?
Page 22 - Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Page 134 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked, upstarting 'Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Page 79 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Page 56 - O, it offends me to the soul, to hear a robustious, periwigpated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings; who, for the most part, are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb shows, and noise. I would have such a fellow whipped for o'erdoing Termagant; it out-herods Herod. Pray you, avoid it.
Page 44 - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on. I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps: His day is marching on.
Page 130 - Thrilled me— filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is and nothing more.