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... heart , to tell you all that could be told under this head . I entreat you not to turn impatiently from it , nay — I ... heart - sick agony -- all feverous kinds- Dropsies , and asthmas , and heart - racking rheums . Dire was the tossing ...
... heart , to tell you all that could be told under this head . I entreat you not to turn impatiently from it , nay — I ... heart - sick agony -- all feverous kinds- Dropsies , and asthmas , and heart - racking rheums . Dire was the tossing ...
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... heart so rough , with cheek so brazen , as not to blush when he hears that if they see one of their number drunk they have been heard to say , " He has left Mahomet , and gone to Jesus " ? If we ask the Hindoos , what do they say ? They ...
... heart so rough , with cheek so brazen , as not to blush when he hears that if they see one of their number drunk they have been heard to say , " He has left Mahomet , and gone to Jesus " ? If we ask the Hindoos , what do they say ? They ...
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... hearts ? If you have , I might say— " Sit you down , And I will wring your heart , for so I shall , If it be made of penetrable stuff , If damnèd custom hath not brazed it so That it is proof and bulwark against sense . " But , ah ! I ...
... hearts ? If you have , I might say— " Sit you down , And I will wring your heart , for so I shall , If it be made of penetrable stuff , If damnèd custom hath not brazed it so That it is proof and bulwark against sense . " But , ah ! I ...
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... heart its envenomed fang ; even if you be personally safe from this destroyer of all health and virtue , this breeder of all disease and sin , -will you do nothing for , will you think nothing of , those myriads and multi- tudes to whom ...
... heart its envenomed fang ; even if you be personally safe from this destroyer of all health and virtue , this breeder of all disease and sin , -will you do nothing for , will you think nothing of , those myriads and multi- tudes to whom ...
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... heart , ” — and sat “ decked , like a priest , in his ornaments ; " the bride sitting apart among the women , adorned with her jewels . " Singing , music , and dancing , merry riddles , " and the play of wit amused the house , night ...
... heart , ” — and sat “ decked , like a priest , in his ornaments ; " the bride sitting apart among the women , adorned with her jewels . " Singing , music , and dancing , merry riddles , " and the play of wit amused the house , night ...
Términos y frases comunes
ancient battle body born called Catiline Dacian death deep Dendermond died drink Driver Ants earth England English eyes fall feet fire flesh-forming force gold hand Hard hath head heard heart heat heat engine heaven Henry of Navarre hill honour horse hundred Indian island Julius Cæsar kind King land live London look Lord marriage ment miles mountain nature never night o'er passed plants poems poet poor Puritan reign rest Rip Van Winkle rise river rock Roman Rome round ruin savage seen side Sir Richard Baker soul SPELL AND PRONOUNCE starch stone sun spots sword tell temples thee things thou thought thousand tion Tower Trajan trees uncle Toby Verse walls waves whole wife wild wind wood words
Pasajes populares
Página 241 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Página 16 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Página 67 - Shall one by one be gathered to thy side, By those, who in their turn shall follow them. So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Página 238 - And a good south wind sprung up behind ; The Albatross did follow, And every day, for food or play, Came to the mariner's hollo ! In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud, It perched for vespers nine ; Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered the white Moon-shine.
Página 154 - Oft, in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me : The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus, in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain hath bound me, Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Página 236 - He holds him with his glittering eye — The Wedding-Guest stood still, And listens like a three years' child: The Mariner hath his will.
Página 373 - All this? ay, more: Fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge? Must I observe you? Must I stand and crouch Under your testy humour? By the gods, You shall digest the venom of your spleen, Though it do split you; for, from this day forth, I'll use you for my mirth, yea, for my laughter, When you are waspish.
Página 238 - Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: Then all averred, I had killed the bird That brought the fog and mist. 'Twas right, said they, such birds to slay, That bring the fog and mist.
Página 237 - At length did cross an Albatross, Thorough the fog it came ; As if it had been a Christian soul, We hailed it in God's name.
Página 88 - His children, too, were as ragged and wild as if they belonged to nobody. His son Rip, an urchin begotten in his own likeness, promised to inherit the habits, with the old clothes, of his father. He was generally seen trooping like a colt at his mother's heels, equipped in a pair of his father's cast-off...