The Game of Life

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E.C. Mielke, 1833 - 210 sayfa
 

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Sayfa 145 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her. Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Sayfa 50 - BID me to live, and I will live Thy Protestant to be ; Or bid me love, and I will give A loving heart to thee. A heart as soft, a heart as kind, A heart as sound and free, As in the whole world thou canst find, That heart I'll give to thee.
Sayfa 84 - There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away, When the glow of early thought declines in feeling's dull decay : 'Tis not on youth's smooth cheek the blush alone, which fades so fast, But the tender bloom of heart is gone, ere youth itself be past. Then the few whose spirits float above the wreck of happiness...
Sayfa 14 - One fatal remembrance, one sorrow that throws Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes, To which life nothing darker or brighter can bring, For which joy has no balm and affliction no sting...
Sayfa 1 - Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die: I think, there be six Richmonds in the field ; Five have I slain to-day, instead of him: — A horse ! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse ! [Exeunt.
Sayfa 201 - I have some one to talk with and help me on concerning the subject in which we are both interested. I do not know whether this letter will even reach you. Will you at least drop me a postal card when you receive it, for if I do not hear from you in a day or two, I am going to resort to further means of hunting you up. I should also like to know how you decide.
Sayfa 31 - When Mr, Vesper found himself in the street, he paused for an instant to recollect whether he ought to turn to the right or to the left, in order to...
Sayfa 157 - She covered her face with her hands, and burst into a passion of tears.
Sayfa 210 - O perfect light, which shed away The darkness from the light, And set a ruler o'er the day, Another o'er the night. Thy glory when the day forth flies, More vively does appear, Nor at mid-day unto our eyes The shining sun is clear.
Sayfa 14 - One fatal remembrance — one sorrow that throws Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes ; O'er which life nothing brighter, nor darker can fling— For which joy has no balm, and affliction no sting.

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