Plain Words to Young Men. by Augustus Woodbury.

Predný obal
Scholarly Publishing Office, University of Michigan Library, 1858 - 252 strán (strany)
 

Zvolené strany

Časté výrazy a frázy

Populárne pasáže

Strana 166 - ... to enact, constitute and frame such just and equal laws, ordinances, acts, constitutions, and offices, from time to time, as shall be thought most meet and convenient for the general good of the colony, unto which we promise all due submission and obedience.
Strana 30 - Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Strana 55 - Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly I know not what, He should, or he should not; for he made me mad, To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet...
Strana 55 - I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Strana 96 - Merciful Heaven ! Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak Than the soft myrtle. 0 but man, proud man ! Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assured, His glassy essence, like an angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven, As make the angels weep.
Strana 204 - Count me o'er Earth's chosen heroes, — they were souls that stood alone While the men they agonized for hurled the contumelious stone ; — Stood serene and down the future saw the golden beam incline To the side of perfect justice, mastered by their faith divine, By one man's plain truth to manhood and to God's supreme design.
Strana 110 - A king might wish to hold in fee. O rich man's son! there is a toil That with all others level stands; Large charity doth never soil, But only whiten, soft white hands, — • This is the best crop from thy lands; A heritage, it seems to me, Worth being rich to hold in fee.
Strana 23 - I cannot hide that some have striven, Achieving calm, to whom was given The joy that mixes man with Heaven : " Who, rowing hard against the stream, Saw distant gates of Eden gleam, And did not dream it was a dream...
Strana 205 - Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation; there shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.
Strana 55 - He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly, To bring a slovenly, unhandsome corse Betwixt the wind and his nobility.

Bibliografické informácie