A Famous Victory ...Jansen, McClurg, 1880 - 368 strani |
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Stran 355 - Hell from beneath is moved for thee, To meet thee at thy coming: It stirreth up the dead for thee, Even all the chief ones of the earth ; It hath raised up from their thrones all the kings of the nations. All they shall speak and say unto thee, Art thou also become as weak as we? Art thou become like unto us? Thy pomp is brought down to the grave And the noise of thy viols : The worm is spread under thee, And the worms cover thee.
Stran 31 - There is no arguing with Johnson ; for when his pistol misses fire, he knocks you down with the butt end of it.
Stran 14 - The worthy gentleman who has been snatched from us at the moment ot the election, and in the middle of the contest, while his desires were as warm and his hopes as eager as ours, has feelingly told us what shadows we are, and what shadows we pursue...
Stran 94 - I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee: Or did Misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a', to share it a'. "Or were I in the wildest waste, Sae black and bare, sae black and bare, The desert were a paradise, If thou wert there, if thou wert there : Or were I monarch o' the globe, Wi' thee to reign, wi' thee to reign, The brightest jewel in my crown Wad be my queen, wad be my queen.
Stran 1 - And everybody praised the Duke Who this great fight did win.' 'But what good came of it at last?' Quoth little Peterkin. ' Why that I cannot tell,' said he, 'But 't was a famous victory.
Stran 333 - ... a man's life consisteth not in the abundance of the things which he possesseth.
Stran 354 - To remember his Creator in the days of his youth, before the evil days (of old age) come, which perhaps shall never come : perhaps, did I say?
Stran 24 - ... no better chapter in the book than the description of his city residence on Bonanza Square, where he is shown in the midst of his arsenal of documents and his staff of confidential clerks, engaged in directing his campaign. One of his clerks is a short-hand reporter, whose seat is behind a screen. Visitors had to sit next the screen, and the Major's desk was so broad that they were obliged to speak loud, enabling the reporter to hear them. But in these interviews he never took down Major Brewster's...
Stran 275 - I was mad, crazy, Justine," he cried. She shuddered as his hands and arms touched her. "My wife, my girl, don't shrink from me like that. I did not mean it, I did not know what I was saying. Look up, Justine, my Justine!" He seized her hand and covered it with kisses. At first she struggled to withdraw it ; then suddenly abandoned it to him. Presently she pressed it against his lips, and then, in an instant, her face was turned toward him, the cheeks wet, the eyes swimming. "Oh, Jud, you...
Stran 361 - Brewster to a pirate, and his political conflicts to piracy; but canst thon draw out leviathan with a hook, bind the sweet influences of the Pleiades, loose the bands of Orion, or set metes and bounds to the funeral oration?