Sunbeams for all seasons; counsels, cautions, and precepts &c1861 |
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Strana x
... Grave , The Fidelity 80 Graveyard , A Firmness 81 Great , The ... First Look .. 81 Greatness Flattery . 82 Grief Flowers 82 Guilt Fog 84 Gunpowder Fops of the Age 85 Foresight 85 H Forgiveness 85 Fortune 85 Habit . Frailty Free , The ...
... Grave , The Fidelity 80 Graveyard , A Firmness 81 Great , The ... First Look .. 81 Greatness Flattery . 82 Grief Flowers 82 Guilt Fog 84 Gunpowder Fops of the Age 85 Foresight 85 H Forgiveness 85 Fortune 85 Habit . Frailty Free , The ...
Strana xv
... Grave 257 Truth Sunrise 258 Try Again Sunset 258 Twilight . Swearing 258 Twins Sword . 259 Tyranny . Sword and Pen 259 Sympathy Sympathy of a Child 259 U ... . 259 Unbelief . T Understanding Unity .. Tact 260 Usefulness . Tact and ...
... Grave 257 Truth Sunrise 258 Try Again Sunset 258 Twilight . Swearing 258 Twins Sword . 259 Tyranny . Sword and Pen 259 Sympathy Sympathy of a Child 259 U ... . 259 Unbelief . T Understanding Unity .. Tact 260 Usefulness . Tact and ...
Strana 9
... grave , Of life the evanescent glow , And bids the crimson current flow From them it cannot save ! Mrs. Reynolds . - Fling away ambition ; - By that sin fell the Angels . How can man then , The image of his Maker , hope to win by it ...
... grave , Of life the evanescent glow , And bids the crimson current flow From them it cannot save ! Mrs. Reynolds . - Fling away ambition ; - By that sin fell the Angels . How can man then , The image of his Maker , hope to win by it ...
Strana 25
... grave self from the owl by her side ? Beautiful creatures of freedom and light ! Oh ! where is the eye that groweth not bright As it watches you trimming your soft glossy coats , Swelling your bosoms , and ruffling your throats ? Oh ! I ...
... grave self from the owl by her side ? Beautiful creatures of freedom and light ! Oh ! where is the eye that groweth not bright As it watches you trimming your soft glossy coats , Swelling your bosoms , and ruffling your throats ? Oh ! I ...
Strana 27
... grave with unperceived decay , While resignation gently slopes the way , And , all his prospects brightening to the last , His heaven commences ere this world be past . Goldsmith . Blights . There are years of mildew in one's friendship ...
... grave with unperceived decay , While resignation gently slopes the way , And , all his prospects brightening to the last , His heaven commences ere this world be past . Goldsmith . Blights . There are years of mildew in one's friendship ...
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Strana 85 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend. This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall : Lord of himself, though not of lands, And, having nothing, yet hath all.
Strana 17 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Strana 45 - Happy the man*, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter, fire.
Strana 204 - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly...
Strana 75 - tis He alone Decidedly can try us; He knows each chord, — its various tone, Each spring, — its various bias: Then at the balance let's be mute; We never can adjust it; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Strana 266 - The only point where human bliss stands still, And tastes the good without the fall to ill ; Where only merit constant pay receives, Is...
Strana 117 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar - for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard! - May none those marks efface! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Strana 229 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Strana 17 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Strana 204 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...