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... thought " and The party of " negative thought ; " and every individual may , ( I will not say must ) join that party and assist in its work , which he or she considers to be best adapted for attaining the ends of good , wise , and ...
... thought " and The party of " negative thought ; " and every individual may , ( I will not say must ) join that party and assist in its work , which he or she considers to be best adapted for attaining the ends of good , wise , and ...
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... thought I saw a shark but— . Here in a moment I opened my eyes and was broad awake at once , and there before me stretched the blue water , and the ship was 66- like a painted ship Upon a painted ocean , " and precisely as I opened my ...
... thought I saw a shark but— . Here in a moment I opened my eyes and was broad awake at once , and there before me stretched the blue water , and the ship was 66- like a painted ship Upon a painted ocean , " and precisely as I opened my ...
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... thought that nothing more remained to be done but to lift him on deck , but our two old whalers knew better , and watching favourable moment one of them slipped a " bow line " over the tail and hauled it " taut , " and then giving the ...
... thought that nothing more remained to be done but to lift him on deck , but our two old whalers knew better , and watching favourable moment one of them slipped a " bow line " over the tail and hauled it " taut , " and then giving the ...
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... thought he danced his happy child , Beheld her mother's fond caress . Through the gay city's artful blaze That winsome Babe a beacon shone , With sweeter , calmer , purer rays Then all the scenes he gazed upon . A few days more , and on ...
... thought he danced his happy child , Beheld her mother's fond caress . Through the gay city's artful blaze That winsome Babe a beacon shone , With sweeter , calmer , purer rays Then all the scenes he gazed upon . A few days more , and on ...
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... thought , their victory of the past two years . " But didn't they just open their eyes when the parson took the ball . Why , he bowled six of ' em himself , and I don't believe they'd have scored half the runs they did , only he gave ...
... thought , their victory of the past two years . " But didn't they just open their eyes when the parson took the ball . Why , he bowled six of ' em himself , and I don't believe they'd have scored half the runs they did , only he gave ...
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Стр. 242 - Farewell, happy fields, Where joy for ever dwells ; hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be changed by place, or time.
Стр. 243 - Horror and doubt distract His troubled thoughts, and from the bottom stir The hell within him ; for within him Hell He brings, and round about him, nor from Hell One step, no more than from himself, can fly By change of place.
Стр. 285 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Стр. 241 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd, that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb, Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either ; black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Стр. 244 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Стр. 238 - Commander ; he, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower ; his form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appeared Less than Archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured...
Стр. 246 - Rocks, dens, and caves ! But I in none of these Find place or refuge ; and the more I see Pleasures about me, so much more I feel Torment within me, as from the hateful siege Of contraries ; all good to me becomes Bane, and in Heaven much worse would be my state.
Стр. 238 - Doctrine, which we would know whence learn'd : who saw When this creation was? remember'st thou Thy making, while the Maker gave thee being? We know no time when we were not as now ; Know none before us, self-begot, self-rais'd By our own quickening power, when fatal course Had circled his full orb, the birth mature Of this our native heaven, ethereal sons. Our puissance is our own...
Стр. 282 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Стр. 283 - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That owned the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass On which the Tartar king did ride; And if aught else great bards beside In sage and solemn tunes have sung, Of tourneys, and of trophies hung, Of forests, and enchantments drear, Where more is meant than meets the ear.