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The second of them, no polemic, murmured quieter things: Why should we faint, and fear to live alone, Since all alone, so Heaven has will'd, we die?
Mr. Maverick was desirous to have a breed of Negroes, and therefore seeing she would not yield by persuasion to company with a Negro young man he had in his house, he commanded him, will'd she, nill'd she, to go to bed with her, but she kickt him out again. This she took in high disdain beyond her slavery, and this was the cause of her grief."
Maverick was desirous to have a breed of negroes, and therefore seeing she would not yield to perswasions to company with a negro young man he had in his house, he commanded him, will'd she nill'd she to go to bed to her which was no sooner done than she kickt him out again. This she took in high disdain beyond her slavery, and this was the cause of her grief."
It might not be. The treach'rous, working sand Already clutched their feet, and check'd their speed; And dancing, sparkling, like a joyful thing, A glitt'ring, glassy wall of foam-fleck'd wave Towards them glided with that fatal speed You cannot mark because it is so swift. No use to struggle now: no time to fly! He clasp'd her to him: "God hath will'd it thus. Courage, my sister!"
Again: "These standards show one champion more, Upon their centre flames the savage boar; The saffron-hued pavilion bright ascends, Whence many a fold of tasselled fringe depends; Who there presides?" "Guráz, from heroes sprung, Whose praise exceeds the power of mortal tongue." Thus, anxious, he explored the crowded field, Nor once the secret of his birth revealed; Heaven will'd it so.
You know, my father left me some prescriptions Of rare and prov'd effects, such as his reading, And manifest experience, had collected For general sovereignty; and that he will'd me In heedfullest reservation to bestow them, As notes, whose faculties inclusive were, More than they were in note. All's Well that Ends Well.
Here, then, art thou, with thy sanctified lore, in the leaguer proclaiming All the afflictions we bear from the anger of Archer Apollo Only from this to have sprung, that I gave not the damsel Chrysëis Back for the gifts that were brought: for I valued her more than the ransom, Will'd her to stay in my home, and preferr'd her before Clytemnestra, Her that I wedded a maid nor in aught would comparison harm her, Neither for form nor for face, nor for mind nor the skill of her fingers.
So "he became monk," and was sorry he had done so, especially when he met a pretty maid, "And this was Agathe, young Agathe, A motherless fair girl," whose father was a kind of Dombey, for "When she smiled He bade no father's welcome to the child, But even told his wish, and will'd it done, For her to be sad-hearted, and a nun!" So she "took the dreary veil."
Blessed be He who took and gave: Why should your mother, Charles, not mine, Be weeping at her darling's grave?* We bow to heaven that will'd it so, That darkly rules the fate of all, That sends the respite or the blow, That's free to give or to recall. This crowns his feast with wine and wit: Who brought him to that mirth and state? His betters, see, below him sit, Or hunger hopeless at the gate.
He had never used his nerves with bliss and tears, and he did not belong to the large army of young gentlemen who own themselves proudly "Light half-believers of our casual creeds, Who never deeply felt, nor clearly will'd.... Who hesitate and falter life away, And lose to-morrow the ground won to-day."
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