Once a Week, 第 27 巻

Eneas Sweetland Dallas
Bradbury and Evans., 1872


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148 ページ - Who strive to build a shadowy isle of bliss Midmost the beating of the steely sea, Where tossed about all hearts of men must be; Whose ravening monsters mighty men shall slay, Not the poor singer of an empty day.
128 ページ - Both bodily and ghostly health ; Nor too much wealth nor wit come to thee, So much of either may undo thee. I wish thee learning, not for show, Enough for to instruct and know — Not such as gentlemen require To prate at table or at fire. I wish thee all thy mother's graces, Thy...
208 ページ - I know of no mode of resistance, much less of protection from this danger, excepting by an army in the field capable of meeting and contending with its formidable enemy, aided by all the means of fortification which experience in war and science can suggest.
29 ページ - Book may be used ; only instead of these words [We therefore commit his body to the ground, earth to earth, <fe.] say, \\7~E therefore commit his body to the deep, to be turned into corruption, looking for the resurrection of the body, (when the sea shall give up her dead...
42 ページ - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
495 ページ - Well, I think he is alive, and that he can be found, and I am going to send you to find him." "What!" said I, "do you really think I can find Dr. Livingstone? Do you mean me to go to Central Africa?
127 ページ - Or Ciss to milking rose, Then merrily went their tabor And nimbly went their toes. Witness those rings and roundelays Of theirs, which yet remain, Were footed in queen Mary's days On many a grassy plain; But since of late Elizabeth And later James came in, They never danced on any heath As when the time hath bin.
495 ページ - ... uncontrollable. My heart beats fast, but I must not let my face betray my emotions, lest it shall detract from the dignity of a white man appearing under such extraordinary circumstances. So I did that which I thought was most dignified. I pushed back the crowds, and, passing...
148 ページ - Dreamer of dreams, born out of my due time, Why should I strive to set the crooked straight ? Let it suffice me that my murmuring rhyme Beats with light wing against the ivory gate, Telling a tale not too importunate To those who in the sleepy region stay, Lulled by the singer of an empty day.
127 ページ - Their dances were procession : But now, alas ! they all are dead, Or gone beyond the seas ; Or farther for religion fled, Or else they take their ease.