Thinks-I-to-myself: A Serio-ludicro, Tragico-comico TaleWilliam Fessenden, 1814 - 342 strán (strany) |
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Strana 268 - The wild brook babbling down the mountain side; The lowing herd; the sheepfold's simple bell; The pipe of early shepherd dim descried In the lone valley; echoing far and wide, The clamorous horn along the cliffs above; The hollow murmur of the ocean-tide; The hum of bees; the linnet's lay of love; And the full choir that wakes the universal grove.
Strana 317 - That converse which we now in vain regret. How gladly would the man recall to life The boy's neglected sire ! a mother too, That softer friend, perhaps more gladly still, Might he demand them at the gates of death.
Strana 118 - In truth he was a strange and wayward wight, Fond of each gentle, and each dreadful scene, In darkness, and in storm, he found delight : Nor less, than when on ocean-wave serene The southern Sun diffused his dazzling shene.
Strana 234 - The merciful man doeth good to his own soul : but he that is cruel troubleth his own flesh.
Strana 17 - FATHER of all ! in every age, In every clime adored, By saint, by savage, and by sage, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord ! Thou great First Cause, least understood, Who all my sense confined To know but this, that Thou art good, And that myself am blind...
Strana 337 - He that seeks perfection on earth, leaves nothing new for the Saints to find in heaven: For whilst Men teach, there will be mistakes in Divinity; And as long as no other governe, Errors in the State: Therefore be not licorish after Change, lest you muddy your present felicity with a future greater, and more sharp inconvenience.
Strana 14 - how old is he ?' 'Just turned of four,' says Mrs Fidget. — ' Only four,' says my mother, ' he is a remarkably fine strong boy for that age ! '-•— ' He is indeed a fine child,' says Mrs Fidget, ' but don't, my dear, do that,' says she,
Strana 93 - Mandeville and her clashing partner, I had to set corners with her, and turn her : I had determined to give her a little gentle rebuke for her indifference, but when I touched her hand, my tongue cleaved to the roof of my mouth...
Strana 187 - I have often heard this and that and t'other pain mentioned as the worst that mortals can endure — such as the toothache, earache, headache, cramp in the calf of the leg, a boil, or a blister — now, I protest, though I have tried all these, nothing seems to me to come up to a pretty sharp Jit of jealousy.
Strana 168 - tis a chance: and here my woes are sure. Yet think these woes are sorrows of a day, While those to all eternity endure. Think on the horrors of eternal pain! Imagination startles at the name; Nor can impress upon the labouring brain Duration endless still, and still the same. Well hast thou said—nor can it be impress'd.