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... turned white with horror at the spectacle of the senior Deacon of his church sitting , open - mouthed and wide - eyed , absorbed in the pages of " Ivanhoe , " which he found enormously interesting ; but , so far as he had yet read , not ...
... turned white with horror at the spectacle of the senior Deacon of his church sitting , open - mouthed and wide - eyed , absorbed in the pages of " Ivanhoe , " which he found enormously interesting ; but , so far as he had yet read , not ...
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... turned back , en- tered the inn , and , following the mis- tress into a snug little room , was served with a glass of bitter ale . It is a very plain and homely inn , and certainly could not have satisfied Scott's wants , if he had ...
... turned back , en- tered the inn , and , following the mis- tress into a snug little room , was served with a glass of bitter ale . It is a very plain and homely inn , and certainly could not have satisfied Scott's wants , if he had ...
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... turned back , en- tered the inn , and , following the mis- tress into a snug little room , was served with a glass of bitter ale . It is a very plain and homely inn , and certainly could not have satisfied Scott's wants , if he had ...
... turned back , en- tered the inn , and , following the mis- tress into a snug little room , was served with a glass of bitter ale . It is a very plain and homely inn , and certainly could not have satisfied Scott's wants , if he had ...
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... turned hastily round . Her face was flushed hot , and her eyes brimming with tears . " You ! " she exclaimed , sharply . Richard's head swam . That single word was so charged with cordial im- patience that it seemed the death - knell of ...
... turned hastily round . Her face was flushed hot , and her eyes brimming with tears . " You ! " she exclaimed , sharply . Richard's head swam . That single word was so charged with cordial im- patience that it seemed the death - knell of ...
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... turned hastily round . Her face was flushed hot , and her eyes brimming with tears . " You ! " she exclaimed , sharply . Richard's head swam . That single word was so charged with cordial im- patience that it seemed the death - knell of ...
... turned hastily round . Her face was flushed hot , and her eyes brimming with tears . " You ! " she exclaimed , sharply . Richard's head swam . That single word was so charged with cordial im- patience that it seemed the death - knell of ...
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Page 252 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
Page 425 - I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and perhaps the establishment of my fame. But my pride was soon humbled, and a sober melancholy was spread over my mind, by the idea that I had taken an everlasting leave of an old and agreeable companion, and that whatsoever might be the future date of my History, the life of the historian must be short and precarious.
Page 109 - Yes, trust them not; for there is an upstart crow beautified with our feathers, that, with his tiger's heart wrapped in a player's hide, supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you, and being an absolute Johannes factotum is, in his own conceit, the only Shake-scene in a country.
Page 215 - BY the flow of the inland river, Whence the fleets of iron have fled, Where the blades of the grave-grass quiver, Asleep are the ranks of the dead ; — Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day ; — Under the one, the Blue ; Under the other, the Gray.
Page 253 - Leave me ! There's something come into my thought, That must and shall be sung high and aloof \ Safe from the wolf's black jaw, and the dull ass's hoof.
Page 30 - ... clime, And spreads the honey of his deep research At his return — a rich repast for me. He travels, and I too. I tread his deck, Ascend his topmast, through his peering eyes Discover countries, with a kindred heart Suffer his woes, and share in his escapes ; While fancy, like the finger of a clock, Runs the great circuit, and is still at home.
Page 109 - Shakespeare's poems the creative power and the intellectual energy wrestle as in a war embrace. Each in its excess of strength seems to threaten the extinction of the other. At length in the drama they were reconciled, and fought each with its shield before the breast of the other.
Page 216 - Sadly, but not with upbraiding, The generous deed was done, In the storm of the years that are fading, No braver battle was won . Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day; Under the blossoms, the Blue, Under the garlands, the Gray.
Page 215 - From the silence of sorrowful hours The desolate mourners go, Lovingly laden with flowers Alike for the friend and the foe ; — Under the sod and the clew, Waiting the judgment day ; — Under the roses, the Blue ; Under the lilies, the Gray.
Page 159 - Westward the course of empire takes its way, The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day : Time's noblest offspring is the last.