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... thou- sand . Each cornea may be regarded as belonging to a distinct eye , provided with a nervous apparatus , lens , iris , A , section : a , optic ganglion , into which the optic nerve swells ; b , nerves arising and pupil of its own ...
... thou- sand . Each cornea may be regarded as belonging to a distinct eye , provided with a nervous apparatus , lens , iris , A , section : a , optic ganglion , into which the optic nerve swells ; b , nerves arising and pupil of its own ...
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... thou tookst , Sansloy shall from thee take . ' The Seasons . So forth issew'd the Seasons of the yeare : First , lusty Spring all dight in leaves of flowres That freshly budded and new bloosmes did beare , In which a thousand birds had ...
... thou tookst , Sansloy shall from thee take . ' The Seasons . So forth issew'd the Seasons of the yeare : First , lusty Spring all dight in leaves of flowres That freshly budded and new bloosmes did beare , In which a thousand birds had ...
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... thou mourn'st in vain ; None takes pity on thy pain : The flowers , like brave embroidered girls , Senseless trees , they cannot hear thee ; Looked as they much desired To see whose head with orient pearls Most curiously was tyred . And ...
... thou mourn'st in vain ; None takes pity on thy pain : The flowers , like brave embroidered girls , Senseless trees , they cannot hear thee ; Looked as they much desired To see whose head with orient pearls Most curiously was tyred . And ...
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... thou go'st foremost : Thou rascal , that art worst in blood to run , Lead'st first , to win some vantage.- But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs ; Rome and her rats are at the point of battle , The one side must have bale ...
... thou go'st foremost : Thou rascal , that art worst in blood to run , Lead'st first , to win some vantage.- But make you ready your stiff bats and clubs ; Rome and her rats are at the point of battle , The one side must have bale ...
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... thou ! Look how the father's face Lives in his issue , even so the race 50 Of Shakspeare's mind and manners brightly shines In his well - turned and true - filed lines : In each of which he seems to shake a lance , As brandished at the ...
... thou ! Look how the father's face Lives in his issue , even so the race 50 Of Shakspeare's mind and manners brightly shines In his well - turned and true - filed lines : In each of which he seems to shake a lance , As brandished at the ...
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244 ページ - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease.
192 ページ - I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
196 ページ - And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes. Now, Lycidas, the shepherds weep no more; Henceforth thou art the genius of the shore, In thy large recompense, and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood.
212 ページ - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
226 ページ - Thou too, hoar Mount! with thy sky-pointing peaks, Oft from whose feet the avalanche, unheard, Shoots downward, glittering through the pure serene Into the depth of clouds, that veil thy breast — Thou too again, stupendous Mountain ! thou That as I raise my head, awhile bowed low In adoration, upward from thy base Slow travelling with dim eyes suffused with tears...
247 ページ - A thousand spurs are striking deep, a thousand spears in rest, A thousand knights are pressing close behind the snow-white crest ; And in they burst, and on they rushed, while like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre.
230 ページ - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry. Few, few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding-sheet ; And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
190 ページ - TO DAFFODILS FAIR Daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon : As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song ; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away, Like to the Summer's rain, Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
210 ページ - The unfeeling for his own. Yet, ah! why should they know their fate, Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies? Thought would destroy their paradise. No more; where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
210 ページ - That every labouring sinew strains, Those in the deeper vitals rage ; Lo ! Poverty, to fill the band, That numbs the soul with icy hand, And slow-consuming Age.