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Side 210 - Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee; And for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself?
Side 166 - And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help: Go to, then; you come to me, and you say 'Shylock, we would have moneys...
Side 158 - He was naturally compassionate towards objects in distress, even to an effeminate measure ; though God had made him a heart wherein was left little room for any fear but what was due to himself, of which there was a large proportion, yet did he exceed in tenderness toward sufferers. A larger soul I think, hath seldom dwelt in a house of clay than his was.
Side 105 - Whoe'er has travell'd life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found The warmest: welcome at an inn.
Side 19 - Valley" will not bear a comparison with the " Hall of Eblis." BRIDE OF ABYDOS, A TURKISH TALE. " Hart we never loved so kindly, " Had we never loved so blindly, " Never met or never parted, " We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Side 110 - Contrary to expectation, he conducted them to his kitchen, gave them a capon with peas, and to each a piece of money over and above. Before their departure, however, he warned them never to return on pain of being thrown into the river. At this threat of the Chatelain the minstrels laughed heartily and took the road to the town, singing in full chorus, and dancing in a grotesque manner, in derision of their brother-hump of the castle.
Side 54 - The exhibition made by the herald, however, was truly barbarous. He threw himself backward, projecting his abdomen, and putting his hands to his sides, and in this absurd attitude uttered several loud and long yells. The tiger had been exhibited in front of the hall, and was driven to the spot on a hurdle. A great concourse of people had assembled to witness the exhibition. The tiger was secured to a stake by a rope tied round his loins, about thirty yards long. The mouth of the unfortunate animal...
Side 304 - Let my son never forget the last words of his father, which I repeat expressly— Let him never seek to revenge our death ! ' 1 have to speak to you of something very painful to my heart.
Side 291 - Stay here," said the peasant to the emperor ; " I will go and get something for your supper." He went out, and soon returned with some black bread, eggs and honey. " You see all I can give you," said the peasant, "partake of it with my children.
Side 55 - I could have supposed. Some of them tossed the tiger to a distance of at least thirty feet, after he was nearly lifeless, and could offer no resistance. We could not reflect without horror, that these very individual animals were the same that have for years executed the sentence of the law upon the many malefactors condemned to death. Upon these occasions a single toss, such as I have described, is always, I am told, sufficient to destroy life.

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