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Stranica 83 - ... and the story ends with the pious exclamation, " from which devill and all other devills defend us, good Lord ! Amen." We have spoken of the collections of tales, which, at the end of the sixteenth and beginning of the seventeenth centuries...
Stranica 293 - HALLELUJAH, for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth. The kingdom of this world is become the kingdom of our Lord and of his Christ ; and he shall reign for ever and ever.
Stranica 188 - The sea-kings' daughter as happy as fair, Blissful bride of a blissful heir, Bride of the heir of the kings of the sea — O joy to the people and joy to the throne, Come to us, love us and make us your own : For Saxon or Dane or Norman we, Teuton or Celt, or whatever we be, We are each all Dane in our welcome of thee, Alexandra! A WELCOME TO HER ROYAL HIGHNESS MARIE ALEXANDROVNA DUCHESS OF EDINBURGH MARCH 7, 1874 I THE Son of him with whom we strove for power — Whose will is lord thro...
Stranica 27 - It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet in every whisper'd word ; And gentle winds, and waters near, Make music to the lonely ear. Each flower the dews have lightly wet, And in the sky the stars are met, And on the wave is deeper blue, And on the leaf a browner hue, And in the heaven that clear obscure, So softly...
Stranica 59 - And thou, mast fickle. most uneasy Part, Thou restless Wanderer, my Heart, Be still; gently, ah! gently leave, Thou busy, idle Thing, to heave. Stir not a Pulse; and let my Blood, That turbulent, unruly Flood, Be softly staid: Let me be all but my Attention dead.
Stranica 195 - The ligaments of the glottis or vocal cords close the passage, and offer a resistance to the passage of air. As soon as the air has accumulated sufficiently, it parts these folds and produces an explosion. But at the same instant, by virtue of their elasticity, and the pressure from below being relieved, they meet again to give rise to a fresh explosion. A series of these compressions and expansions, or of explosions, occasioned by the expansive force of the air and the reaction of the glottis, produces...
Stranica 260 - For I think that God hath set forth us the apostles last, as it were appointed to death : for we are made a spectacle unto the world, and to angels, and to men.
Stranica 188 - SEA-KINGS' daughter from over the sea, Alexandra! Saxon and Norman and Dane are we, But all of us Danes in our welcome of thee, Alexandra!
Stranica 99 - Green, Polly by Miss Brickler; with a hornpipe by Miss D. Twist; and a country dance by the characters in the opera. End of Act I. Miss Brickler will sing a favorite song from "Judith," accompanied by Mr. Dibdin on a new instrument called Piano-Forte.
Stranica 59 - Let all be hushed, each softest motion cease, Be ev'ry loud tumultuous thought at peace ; And ev'ry ruder gasp of breath Be calm as in the arms of death : And thou, most fickle, most uneasy part, Thou restless wanderer, my heart, Be still ; gently, ah ! gently leave, Thou busy, idle thing, to heave : Stir not a pulse; and let my blood, That turbulent, unruly flood, Be softly staid : Let me be all, but my attention, dead.