The Warner Library, Volume 3Charles Dudley Warner, John William Cunliffe, Ashley Horace Thorndike, Harry Morgan Ayres, Helen Rex Keller, Gerhard Richard Lomer Warner Library Company, 1917 - Literature |
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Popular passages
Page 1336 - Why dois your brand sae drap wi bluid, Edward, Edward? Why dois your brand sae drap wi bluid, And why sae sad gang yee O?' 'OI hae killed my hauke sae guid, Mither, mither, OI hae killed my hauke sae guid, And I had nae mair bot hee O.' 'Your haukis bluid was nevir sae reid, Edward, Edward, Your haukis bluid was nevir sae reid, My deir son, I tell thee O.
Page 1335 - O where hae ye been, Lord Randal, my son? O where hae ye been, my handsome young man?" "I hae been to the wild wood; mother, make my bed soon. For I'm weary wi' hunting, and fain wald lie down." "Where gat ye your dinner, Lord Randal, my son? Where gat ye your dinner, my handsome young man?
Page 1450 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 1803 - In happy climes, where from the genial sun And virgin earth such scenes ensue, The force of art by nature seems outdone, And fancied beauties by the true...
Page 1336 - OI hae killed my hauke sae guid, And I had nae mair bot hee O." 2. " Your haukis bluid was nevir sae reid, Edward, Edward, Your haukis bluid was nevir sae reid, My deir son I tell thee O.
Page 1325 - His handdes dyd he weal and wryng, He sayd, "Alas, and woe ys me! Such an othar captayn Skotland within," He sayd, "ye-feth shuld never be.
Page 1912 - ... understand, I explained to them what coyness, and difficulty, and denial, meant in maidens — when suddenly, turning to Alice, the soul of the first Alice looked out at her eyes with such a reality of re-presentment, that I became in doubt which of them stood there before me, or whose that bright hair was ; and while I stood gazing, both the children gradually grew fainter to my view, receding, and still receding, till nothing at last but two mournful features were seen in the uttermost distance,...
Page 1494 - Life ! I know not what thou art, But know that thou and I must part ; And when, or how, or where we met I own to me's a secret yet. Life! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather ; 'Tis hard to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear ; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time ; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
Page 1344 - There lived a wife at Usher's Well, And a wealthy wife was she; She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them oer the sea. They hadna...
Page 1344 - Blow up the fire, my maidens! Bring water from the well! For a' my house shall feast this night, Since my three sons are well.