The Young Gentleman's Library: A Repository of Useful and Entertaining Knowledge

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Crissy, Waldie, 1835 - 336 strán (strany)
 

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Strana 163 - dill's of shadowy tint appear More sweet than all the landscape smiling near? 'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue. Thus, with delight we linger to survey The promised joys of life's unmeasured way; Thus, from afar, each dim
Strana 150 - Let the pealing organ blow, To the full voiced choir below, In service high; and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear Dissolve me into ecstacies, And bring all heaven before my eyes.
Strana 56 - Unskilful he to fawn, or seek for power, By doctrines fashioned to the varying hour; Far other aims his heart had learnt to prize, More skilled to raise the wretched, than to rise. His pity gave ere charity began.
Strana 57 - Simple, grave, sincere; In doctrine uncorrupt, in language plain; And plain in manner; decent, solemn, chaste, And natural in gesture; much impressed Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly, that the flock he feeds May feel it too. Affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men. Behold the picture—Is it like
Strana 18 - barbarian Monarchs ride, Where the car climb'd the Capitol; far and wide Temple and tower went down, nor left a site :— Chaos of ruins ! who shall trace the void, O'er the dim fragments cast a lunar light, And say, " here was, or is,
Strana 19 - The double night of ages, and of her, Night's daughter, Ignorance, hath wrapt and wrap All round us ; we but feel our way to err: The ocean hath his chart, the stars their map, And knowledge spreads them on her ample lap; But Rome is
Strana 22 - Children sweeten labour, but they make misfortunes more bitter.— A man shall see where there is a house full of children one or two of the eldest respected, and the youngest made wanton, but in the midst, some as it were forgotten, who many times turn out the best. Lord
Strana 170 - The naked Negro, panting at the line, Boast* of his golden sands, and palmy wine ;. Basks in the glare, or stems the tepid wave, And thanks his gods for all the good they gave. GOLDSMITH':
Strana 66 - convey'd. The mouldering gateway strews the grass-grown court, Once the calm scene of many a simple sport; When nature pleas'd, for life itself was new, And the heart promis'd what the fancy drew. See, through the fractur'd pediment reveal'd, Where moss inlays the rudely-sculptur'd shield, The martin's old hereditary nest. Long may the ruin spare its

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