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... produced the future deliverer of Rome . From such parents Nicholas Rienzi Ga- brini could inherit neither dignity nor fortune ; and the gift of a liberal education , which they painfully bestowed , was the cause of his glory and ...
... produced the future deliverer of Rome . From such parents Nicholas Rienzi Ga- brini could inherit neither dignity nor fortune ; and the gift of a liberal education , which they painfully bestowed , was the cause of his glory and ...
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... produce of one hundred thousand florins ; and scandalous were the abuses if in four or five months the amount of the salt duty could be trebled by his judicious economy . After thus restoring the forces and finances of the republic ...
... produce of one hundred thousand florins ; and scandalous were the abuses if in four or five months the amount of the salt duty could be trebled by his judicious economy . After thus restoring the forces and finances of the republic ...
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... produce good affections in my heart , but likewise good actions in my life . So that the thoughts of God should not only make me more taken with his beauty , but more active for his glory ; and the thoughts of sin should not only damp ...
... produce good affections in my heart , but likewise good actions in my life . So that the thoughts of God should not only make me more taken with his beauty , but more active for his glory ; and the thoughts of sin should not only damp ...
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... produce and bring forth more fruits , and flowers , and plants , than her own store can supply her with ? All this we owe to peace , and the dissolution of this peace disfigures all this beauty , and in a short time covers and buries ...
... produce and bring forth more fruits , and flowers , and plants , than her own store can supply her with ? All this we owe to peace , and the dissolution of this peace disfigures all this beauty , and in a short time covers and buries ...
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... , Air , earth , and water , full of living things , Each on the other preying ; and the ways Of man , a strange , perplexing labyrinth , friend , Where crimes and miseries , each producing each 44 HALF - HOURS WITH THE BEST AUTHORS .
... , Air , earth , and water , full of living things , Each on the other preying ; and the ways Of man , a strange , perplexing labyrinth , friend , Where crimes and miseries , each producing each 44 HALF - HOURS WITH THE BEST AUTHORS .
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Page 100 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Page 191 - Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year...
Page 401 - This wisdom descendeth not from above, but is earthly, sensual, devilish. For where envying and strife is, there is confusion and every evil work. But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, and easy to be intreated, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality, and without hypocrisy.
Page 90 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Page 192 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Page 90 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. About, about, in reel and rout The death-fires danced at night; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.
Page 96 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream,! To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Page 18 - Lords and Commons of England, consider what nation it is whereof ye are and whereof ye are the governors : a nation not slow and dull, but of a quick, ingenious, and piercing spirit, acute to invent, subtle and sinewy to discourse, not beneath the reach of any point the highest that human capacity can soar to.
Page 100 - Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway.
Page 91 - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! I bit my arm, I sucked .the blood, And cried, A sail! a sail! With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Gramercy! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!