The Red Dragon, Volume 2

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Charles Wilkins
Daniel Owen, Howell and Company, 1882 - Wales

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Page 53 - Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come, when you do call for them ? Glend.
Page 96 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Page 164 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Page 239 - Still thou turnedst, and still Beckonedst the trembler, and still Gavest the weary thy hand. If, in the paths of the world, Stones might have wounded thy feet, Toil or dejection have tried Thy spirit, of that we saw Nothing - to us thou wast still Cheerful, and helpful, and firm! Therefore to thee it was given Many to save with thyself; And, at the end of thy day, O faithful shepherd! to come, Bringing thy sheep in thy hand.
Page 347 - Wanting it, what savage unsocial nights must our ancestors have spent, wintering in caves and unillumined fastnesses! They must have lain about and grumbled at one another in the dark. What repartees could have passed, when you must have felt about for a smile, and handled a neighbor's cheek to be sure that he understood it ? This accounts for the seriousness of the elder poetry.
Page 452 - WHEN Learning's triumph o'er her barbarous foes First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakspeare rose; Each change of many-colour'd life he drew, Exhausted worlds, and then imagined new : Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign, And panting Time toil'd after him in vain.
Page 96 - Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law, Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw: Some livelier play-thing gives his youth delight, A little louder, but as empty quite: Scarfs, garters, gold, amuse his riper stage, And beads and prayer-books are the toys of age: Pleased with this bauble still, as that before; 'Till tired he sleeps, and life's poor play is o'er.
Page 537 - Though the Lord be high, yet hath he respect unto the lowly: but the proud he knoweth afar off.
Page 127 - As they are seated, there is not one point to distinguish them from men : the dressing and powdering of the hair; their wellstarched neckcloths ; the upper part of their habits, which they always wear, even at a dinner-party, made precisely like men's coats; and regular black beaver men's hats. They looked exactly like two respectable superannuated old clergymen...
Page 370 - A towering, mighty fastness-rock. In its sides, above those leaping crests, The thronging sea-birds built their nests. "What a disagreeable daub!" said she; "Why, it isn't anything like the sea!" Then he painted a stretch of hot, brown sand, With a big hotel on either hand, And a handsome pavilion for the band — Not a sign of the water to be seen Except one faint little streak of green. "What a perfectly exquisite picture!

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