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Updated: June 19, 2025
How then the long long age of forty more, and yet thou livest, art patient, tame and well; thou talkest not now of ravings, or of dying, but look'st about thee like a well pleased conqueror after the toils of battle oh, I have known a time but let me never think upon it more! It cannot be remembered without madness! What, think thee fallen from love!
"Hast got credit again, I swear," cried the other, "or thou wouldst not look such a dandy." Sir John sate down and called for refreshment, which a drawer brought him. "A man can always get credit," he said, with an ironic, cool little smile, "when his fortunes take a turn." "Thou look'st as if thine had turned," said his companion.
To cope with heaven and earth and sea and hurricane, Thou ship of air that never furl'st thy sails, Days, even weeks untired and onward, through spaces, realms gyrating, At dusk that look'st on Senegal, at morn America, That sport'st amid the lightning-flash and thunder-cloud, In them, in thy experiences, had'st thou my soul, What joys! what joys were thine!
Weel, for sums that the Bishop will pay to Morini, sums owing, he says, by himself to the Crown though I shrewdly suspect 'tis the other way, gude man! then the Lombard's fellows in York, London, or Paris, or Bourges will, on seeing this bit bond, supply us up to the tune of a hundred crowns. Thou look'st mazed, Lily, but I have known the like before.
"Thou look'st dark on me, Anthony," he said, "as if I had deprived thee of a parting nod of my lord; but I have moved him to leave thee a better remembrance for thy faithful service. See here! a purse of as good gold as ever chinked under a miser's thumb and fore-finger.
We will begin to work our banner at once, child, and let Sir Ralf think it is a bed-quilt for her sacred Majesty, Elizabeth. Thou look'st dismayed, little maiden." "Spanish ships and men, madam, ah! and how would it be with my father Mr. and Mrs. Talbot, I mean?" "Not a hair of their heads shall be touched, child.
All soul, no earthly flesh, why dost thou fade? All gold; no earthly dross, why look'st thou pale? Sickness how darest thou one so fair invade? Too base infirmity to work her bale. Heaven be distempered since she grieved pines, Never be dry, these my sad plaintive lines.
Tawdrey But thou look'st as if thou hadst not been a-bed yet. Bel. No more I have. Sir Tim. Bel. Thou art mistaken, I hate all Woman-kind Sir Tim. How, how! Bel, Above an Hour hark ye, Knight I am as leud, and as debaucht as thou art. Sir Tim. What do you mean, Frank? Bel. To tell a Truth, which yet I never did.
'Point out my state-room, Sir, says Jonah now, 'I'm travel-weary; I need sleep." "Thou look'st like it, says the Captain, 'there's thy room. Jonah enters, and would lock the door, but the lock contains no key. Hearing him foolishly fumbling there, the Captain laughs lowly to himself, and mutters something about the doors of convicts' cells being never allowed to be locked within.
The weight of his exterminating curse How light! and his affected charity, To suit the pressure of the changing times, What palpable deceit! but for thy aid, Religion! but for thee, prolific fiend, Who peoplest earth with demons, hell with men, And heaven with slaves! Thou taintest all thou look'st upon......."
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