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... outlaw as " ille famosissi- mus sicarius , " he qualifies the stigma by adding : whom , however , some praiseworthy facts are narrated , " t and , as an instance of these commendable traits , he proceeds " Hoc in tempore de exheredatis ...
... outlaw as " ille famosissi- mus sicarius , " he qualifies the stigma by adding : whom , however , some praiseworthy facts are narrated , " t and , as an instance of these commendable traits , he proceeds " Hoc in tempore de exheredatis ...
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... Outlaw could ever obtain was that of having been " the gentlest of thieves , " the most magnanimous as well as dexterous of poachers and highwaymen . Yet , surely , it should sooner have occurred to the historical investigator that some ...
... Outlaw could ever obtain was that of having been " the gentlest of thieves , " the most magnanimous as well as dexterous of poachers and highwaymen . Yet , surely , it should sooner have occurred to the historical investigator that some ...
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... outlaw as " ille famosissi- mus sicarius , " he qualifies the stigma by adding : - " of whom , however , some praiseworthy facts are narrated , " † and , as an instance of these commendable traits , he proceeds * " Hoc in tempore de ...
... outlaw as " ille famosissi- mus sicarius , " he qualifies the stigma by adding : - " of whom , however , some praiseworthy facts are narrated , " † and , as an instance of these commendable traits , he proceeds * " Hoc in tempore de ...
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... outlaw character arose , is 66 * See the Preface to Fordun's Chronicle by his judicious English editor , Hearne , and especially its 20th section , beginning , Quamvis autem in scholis graduatus non esset Fordunus , " & c . given , as I ...
... outlaw character arose , is 66 * See the Preface to Fordun's Chronicle by his judicious English editor , Hearne , and especially its 20th section , beginning , Quamvis autem in scholis graduatus non esset Fordunus , " & c . given , as I ...
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... outlaw among the wood- land copses and thickets . " * : * " Isto etiam anno grassati sunt acriùs Angliæ barones exheredati et regales inter quos Rogerus de Mortuomari marchias Walliæ , Johannes Daynillis insulam de Heli occupabant ...
... outlaw among the wood- land copses and thickets . " * : * " Isto etiam anno grassati sunt acriùs Angliæ barones exheredati et regales inter quos Rogerus de Mortuomari marchias Walliæ , Johannes Daynillis insulam de Heli occupabant ...
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Page 160 - Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
Page 157 - I am not blind to the worth of the wonderful gift of "Leaves of Grass." I find it the most extraordinary piece of wit and wisdom that America has yet contributed.
Page 167 - And the sights of the open landscape and the highspread sky are fitting, And life and the fields, and the huge and thoughtful night. The night in silence under many a star, The ocean shore and the husky whispering wave whose voice I know, And the soul turning to thee O vast and well-veil 'd death, And the body gratefully nestling close to thee.
Page 163 - Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth, And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own, And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own, And that all men ever born are also my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers, And that a kelson of the creation is love...
Page 165 - I stand and look at them long and long. They do not sweat and whine about their condition, They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things, Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago, Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.
Page 166 - This day before dawn I ascended a hill and look'd at the crowded heaven, And I said to my spirit When we become the enfolders of those orbs, and the pleasure and knowledge of every thing in them, shall we be fill'd and satisfied then? And my spirit said No, we but level that lift to pass and continue beyond.
Page 164 - And these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them, And such as it is to be of these more or less I am, And of these one and all I weave the song of myself.
Page 166 - Come lovely and soothing death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later delicate death.
Page 163 - I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
Page 160 - O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up— for you the flag is flung— for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths— for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, The ship is anchor'd...