Library of the World's Best Literature: Ancient and Modern

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Charles Dudley Warner
International Society, 1897
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Página 9758 - He discovereth deep things out of darkness, and bringeth out to light the shadow of death.
Página 9409 - And she may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's.
Página 9767 - How vainly men themselves amaze. To win the palm, the oak, or bays: And their incessant labors see Crowned from some single herb, or tree, Whose short and narrow-verged shade Does prudently their toils upbraid; While all the flowers and trees do close, To weave the garlands of repose.
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Página 9720 - Unto some brutish beast. All beasts are happy, For when they die Their souls are soon dissolved in elements, But mine must live still to be plagued in hell.
Página 9435 - quoth false Sextus, " Will not the villain drown? But for this stay, ere close of day We should have sacked the town !" " Heaven help him ! " quoth Lars Porsena, "And bring him safe to shore; For such a gallant feat of arms Was never seen before.
Página 9719 - Perpetual day; or let this hour be but A year, a month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent and save his soul!

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