Twenty-seven names make up the first story, and the recorded names ever since contain not one living century. The number of the dead long exceedeth all that shall live. The night of time far surpasseth the day; and who knows when was the equinox ? Every... The Quarterly Review - Page 346edited by - 1819Full view - About this book
 | Kathleen Kelley Ferracane - 1999 - 264 pages
...possible to colonize via culture and not just through physical force? Ruins of a great house though our longest sun sets at right descensions and makes but winter arches, it cannot be long before we liedown in darkness, andhaveour light in ashes... Browne: Urn Burial Stones... | |
 | Tony Kushner - 2000 - 316 pages
...surpasseth the day, and who knows when was the Aequinox? Every houre addes unto that current Arithmetique, which scarce stands one moment. And since death must...even Pagans could doubt whether thus to live, were to dye. Since our longest Sunne sets at right decensions, and makes but winter arches, and therefore it... | |
 | Diane Ravitch - 2006 - 486 pages
...surpasseth the day, and who knows when was the Equinox? Every houre addes unto that current Arithmetique, which scarce stands one moment. And since death must...even Pagans could doubt whether thus to live, were to dye. Since our longest Sunne sets at right descensions, and makes but winter arches, and therefore... | |
 | 1909
...unto that current Arithmétique, which scarce stands one moment. And since death must be the f.ucina of life and even Pagans could doubt whether thus to...right descensions and makes but winter arches and i therefore it cannot be long before we lie down in darknesse, and have 1 our light in ashes : since... | |
 | 1914
...the first out of fear of ever being troubled with the last." — Southwell, The Triumphs, page 19. " Since death must be the Lucina* of life, and even...could doubt whether thus to live were to die : since the brother of death daily haunts us with dying mementos, and time, that grows old in itself, bids... | |
 | 1838
...night of time far surpasneth the day, and who shall know when was the equinox ? Every hour adds unto that current arithmetic which scarce stands one moment. And since death must be the Lucina of life, and if even Pagans could doubt whether thus to live were to die — (since our longest sun sets at right... | |
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