it has come to be my only food: And, as a lover of the Indian weed Steals to a self-indulgent solitude, To draw the dreamy sweetness from its root, So from the strong blithe world of valorous deed I steal away to suck this singing weed; And while the morning gathers up its strength, And while the noonday runneth on in might, Until the shadows and the evening light Come and awake me with a fear at length, Prone in some hankering covert hid away, Fain am I still my piping to prolong, And for the largess of a bounteous day Dare pay my maker with a paltry song.
Thus in the afternoon we were on the road, making our way from Newport to Cowes in a new disguise, for we had changed our clothes again, and now wore the common sailor dress of blue.
By so doing, however, we shall provide, in the eyes of the German nation, a complete justification of William II.
But as Lancelot rose to find him, there was put into his hand a letter, which kept him at home a while longer--none other, in fact, than the long-expected answer from Luke.
I wish you all happiness, and I thank you for the many kind things you have said, for the good advice you have given me.
On the 10th, a great battle will be fought, which will begin at four of the clock in the afternoon, and last until nine at night, with great obstinacy, but no very decisive event.
He knew that a crisis had come, but he smiled as he walked up to meet it, with a confidence that was sublime.
He did not know.
So long as we remained in France his humour was like this, delicate and expansive, but an accidental allusion led us across the Channel when he changed.
Simpson, puzzled, amazed, and a little scared at last, had barely time to notice the position before it dissolved.
The hooligan may or may not have any respect at all for the Lord Chief Justice: that is a matter which we may contentedly leave as a solemn psychological mystery.
He rescued Fidelia, at the age of twelve, from the hands of Villard, a villain who wanted to abuse her, and taking her to his own home, fell in love with her, and in due time married her.
On the evening of the day when she was buried, a rich man went, not to Pilate, but to the cure of the place.
Gloom deepened and had no light to relieve it, men supped full of horrors--there was no slackening of the tension, no concession to overwrought nerves, no resting-place for the overwrought soul.
It must have been her hand that had struck down the old man, yet she had made no effort to release Turan from his prison.
I have not said a word of that kind.
The time of our visit was in the dry season, which lasts from October till April, and alternates with the wet one, from May till September.
On other occasions he saw big scorpions and big hairy spiders trying to escape in the same way, and showing the same helpless inability to injure their ravenous foes, or to defend themselves.
The writer does not know if it had ever been designed that young Seaton should proceed from Ogilvie's classes to the more systematic courses of a college.