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Page 153 - Cry and howl, son of man : for it shall be upon my people, it shall be upon all the princes of Israel: terrors by reason of the sword shall be upon my people: smite therefore upon thy thigh.
Page 509 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Page 413 - The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon Turns Ashes — or it prospers ; and anon, Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face, Lighting a little hour or two — is gone.
Page 313 - Jerusalem with a sword in one hand and a trowel in the other, said Lieutenant Flynt, misquoting Scripture with his accustomed fluency.
Page 137 - Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross, To see a fine lady upon a white horse; Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes, She shall have music wherever she goes.
Page 76 - I've heard of your goings on', he said — 'of your beer-drinking and dancing. I will not have it in my parish. If you want that sort of thing you had better go to America'. 'If that is intended for me, sir, I will go back to-morrow. Margaret can follow'. 'It isn't the dancing, it's the drinking I'm opposed to', said the priest, turning to Bryden.
Page 78 - ... leaving, that it would be better to have a farmhouse and live there with Margaret Dirken than to serve drinks behind a counter in the Bowery. He did not think he was telling her a lie when he said he was coming back. Her offer to forward his clothes touched his heart, and at the end of the road he stood and asked himself if he should go back to her. He would miss the train if he waited another minute, and he ran on. And he would have missed the train if he had not met a car. Once he was on the...
Page 257 - I was dead tired. Not a word of my dispatch was written, and I had news for which I knew the world was waiting — news on which the fate of an Empire and the fortunes of half Europe depended. And it was as much as I could do to keep my eyes open, or sit up in the chair into which I had dropped.
Page 76 - ... gaiety in the parish, and for some time past there had been dancing in every house where there was a floor fit to dance upon; and if the cottager had no money to pay for a barrel of beer, James Bryden, who had money, sent him a barrel, so that Margaret might get her dance. She told him that they sometimes crossed over into another parish where the priest was not so averse to dancing, and James wondered. And next morning at Mass he wondered at their simple fervour. Some of them held their hands...
Page 75 - Yes, I wish you to come well enough, but keeping company is not the custom of the country, and I don't want to be talked about.' 'Are you afraid the priest would speak against us from the altar?' 'He has spoken against keeping company, but it is not so much what the priest says, for there is no harm in talking.