Talk at a Country House: Fact and Fiction

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Houghton, Mifflin, 1894 - 249 pages
 

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Page 69 - Now entertain conjecture of a time, When creeping murmur, and the poring dark, Fills the "wide vessel of the universe. From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night, The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fixed sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch.
Page 230 - Thus fares it still in our decay : And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind.
Page 101 - I, N , take thee, N , to my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I give thee my troth.
Page 102 - His heart in me keeps me and him in one; My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides; He loves my heart, for once it was his own; I cherish his because in me it bides.
Page 116 - twill cost a sigh, a tear ; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time ; Say not Good Night...
Page 114 - And his disciples asked him, saying, " Master, who did sin, this man, or his parents, that he was born blind?" Jesus answered, "Neither hath this man sinned, nor his parents : but that the works of God should be made manifest in him.
Page 69 - The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch : Fire answers fire ; and through their paly flames Each battle sees the other's umber'd face : Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the night's dull ear ; and from the tents, The armourers, accomplishing the knights, With busy hammers closing rivets up, Give dreadful note of preparation.
Page 206 - I will punish the fruit of the stout heart of the king of Assyria, And the glory of his high looks. For he saith, "By the strength of my hand I have done it, And by my wisdom; for I am prudent...
Page 118 - The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the sea : Listen ! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with His eternal motion make A sound like thunder — everlastingly. Dear child ! dear girl ! that walkest with me here, If thou appear...
Page 82 - Brother! For us was thy back so bent, for us were thy straight limbs and fingers so deformed; thou wert our Conscript, on whom the lot fell, and fighting our battles wert so marred.

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