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... Young , 64 97 Young un , the , 400 No. 183 . OF POPULAR LITERATURE Science and Arts . INDEX . vii.
... Young , 64 97 Young un , the , 400 No. 183 . OF POPULAR LITERATURE Science and Arts . INDEX . vii.
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... young friend , we Norwegians are very primi- tive in our habits , and like to remain as our fathers left us ; and it is only in the towns that any change takes place at all , for in the mountains , things remain stock still ; and each ...
... young friend , we Norwegians are very primi- tive in our habits , and like to remain as our fathers left us ; and it is only in the towns that any change takes place at all , for in the mountains , things remain stock still ; and each ...
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... young wife , rose from her settle , and , aided by four or five companions and bride- maids , proceeded to light the lamps , and place large quantities of dried stock - fish , and pieces of bread or bannocks , beside every guest , the ...
... young wife , rose from her settle , and , aided by four or five companions and bride- maids , proceeded to light the lamps , and place large quantities of dried stock - fish , and pieces of bread or bannocks , beside every guest , the ...
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... young man belonged actually here , and he on duty with it , it would give more colour and probability to the ghost's story than I liked to think of . However , I was not left long in doubt , for almost at the same moment that the ...
... young man belonged actually here , and he on duty with it , it would give more colour and probability to the ghost's story than I liked to think of . However , I was not left long in doubt , for almost at the same moment that the ...
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... young man suddenly laid his hand on my arm , and said : " Pardon me , Monsieur de Rosny , but , from your manner and I countenance , I cannot help thinking you know more of my brother than you are willing to own " - " Whatever you know ...
... young man suddenly laid his hand on my arm , and said : " Pardon me , Monsieur de Rosny , but , from your manner and I countenance , I cannot help thinking you know more of my brother than you are willing to own " - " Whatever you know ...
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Page 141 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Page 332 - In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness. If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost ; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.
Page 319 - And drenches with Elysian dew (List, mortals, if your ears be true) Beds of hyacinth and roses, Where young Adonis oft reposes, Waxing well of his deep wound In slumber soft, and on the ground Sadly sits the Assyrian queen ; But far above, in spangled sheen, Celestial Cupid, her famed son, advanced, Holds his dear Psyche sweet entranced...
Page 330 - Sometimes, in a summer morning, having taken my accustomed bath, I sat in my sunny doorway from sunrise till noon, rapt in a revery, amidst the pines and hickories and sumachs, in undisturbed solitude and stillness...
Page 71 - Servants, obey in all things your masters according to the flesh ; not with eyeservice, as menpleasers ; but in singleness of heart, fearing God...
Page 330 - There is some of the same fitness in a man's building his own house that there is in a bird's building its own nest. Who knows but if men constructed their dwellings with their own hands, and provided food for themselves and families simply and honestly enough, the poetic faculty would be universally developed, as birds universally sing when they are so engaged...
Page 331 - Yet I love to hear their wailing, their doleful responses, trilled along the woodside; reminding me sometimes of music and singing birds; as if it were the dark and tearful side of music, the regrets and sighs that would fain be sung.
Page 330 - The greater part of what my neighbors call good I believe in my soul to be bad, and if I repent of anything, it is very likely to be my good behavior. What demon possessed me that I behaved so well?
Page 73 - Yet Burlington's fair palace still remains ; Beauty within, without proportion, reigns. Beneath his eye declining art revives, The wall with animated picture lives ; There Handel strikes the strings, the melting strain Transports the soul, and thrills through every vein ; There oft I enter, (but with cleaner shoes,) For Burlington's belov'd by every Muse.
Page 218 - The fire-fly wakens : waken thou with me. Now droops the milkwhite peacock like a ghost, And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me. Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves A shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me. Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, And slips into the bosom of the lake : So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip Into my bosom and be lost in me.