wonld be the real interest of net to abuse yt 5 its genuine policyto-husband and cherish it with the most .
it appears to me, that the religion
is unprovided with poetry, because the ritual
of its worship has less eclat than that of the
Catholics.
AEgyptius, by his age and sorrow broke;
A length of days his soul with prudence crown'd,
A length of days had bent him to the ground.
paler than usual, but more sedate than had expected.
Still my heart is with my love;
Nightly dreams, and by day,
Are with him that's far away.
Having shared and dared all with me;
And now leave off, and let it not concern thee.
own approaching end happened by mere chance.
visto y de quien nada habia sabido desde aquella desventurada noche en
que mi paterno hogar.
constituents, with new trust and new dignity, they may, if they think
him incorruptible, restore him to his seat; what can follow, therefore,
but that, when the house drives out a varlet, with publick infamy, he
goes away with the like permission to return?
the party of the via media ; and his parliamentary career was
closed, for the time, in 1643, by the discovery of his complicity in
the royalist conspiracy which became known as plot.
1882-9.
the forms, and sounds, and odors and sentiments amid which he
exists.
after the transformation and for the pathetic of his
death.
The crocus stirs her lids,
Rhodora's cheek is crimson, --
She's of the woods.
And you, my
Battle of the Lech Ill
?
style has no distinctive qualities, and in both of his chief
works is the evident intention to set forth religious and moral prin-
ciples.
?
of them, poetry was akin to spiritual practice--being still, patient, and toward a world in which every single thing has a voice.
Why did I not for you in arms
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of Athens, is the truth and the whole truth; I have concealed nothing,
I have nothing.
her heels and actually ran into the Club garden, so hateful was his to her.
studies and travel, he settled down
to official employment in his native town.
Dunciad was taken from Mac Flecknoe, and, in his
master's vigorous satire, Pope must have felt that he was put
upon his mettle.
is a description of the wrongs of the poor African.
Ovid's placid irony than the Way of the World.
Galileo a new invention to the republic of Venice.
again.
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely thing.
The way o' the wind, the changing wind, the way o' the wind to show.
The way o' the wind, the changing wind, the way o' the wind to show.
infamy--with the very moonlight alive with grisly shapes, and ever speck
of dust that whirls in the wind a monster in embryo?
infamy--with the very moonlight alive with grisly shapes, and ever speck
of dust that whirls in the wind a monster in embryo?
?
?
this solemn application proved ineffectual, the priests too return-
ing unsuccessful, they determined to sit still within the city
and keep watch about their walls, only to repulse the
enemy should he offer to attack them, and placing their hopes
chiefly in time and in extraordinary accidents of fortune; as to
themselves, they felt incapable of doing anything for their own
deliverance; mere confusion and terror and ill-boding reports pos-
sessed the whole city, till at last a thing happened not unlike
what we so often find represented — without, however, being gen-
erally accepted as true-in Homer.
this solemn application proved ineffectual, the priests too return-
ing unsuccessful, they determined to sit still within the city
and keep watch about their walls, only to repulse the
enemy should he offer to attack them, and placing their hopes
chiefly in time and in extraordinary accidents of fortune; as to
themselves, they felt incapable of doing anything for their own
deliverance; mere confusion and terror and ill-boding reports pos-
sessed the whole city, till at last a thing happened not unlike
what we so often find represented — without, however, being gen-
erally accepted as true-in Homer.
Was richly tinged, and a deep radiance lay
Full on the ancient ivy, which usurps
Those fronting elms, and now, with blackest mass--
Makes their dark branches gleam a lighter hue
Through the late twilight: and though now the bat
Wheels silent by, and not a swallow twitters,
Yet still the humble-bee
Sings in the bean-flower!
mediaeval art?
mediaeval art?
And feels that grace his prayer besought in vain;
The blessing thrills through all the lab'ring throng,
And Heaven is won by violence of song.
And feels that grace his prayer besought in vain;
The blessing thrills through all the lab'ring throng,
And Heaven is won by violence of song.
before I am aware, and the time of go by.
before I am aware, and the time of go by.