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Strana 56
... Dear girl of the ringletty tresses ; And my thoughts they urge me with thee to fly To the wild wood's dewy recesses . There the grass is most green , the birds most sweet , On the yew - tree the cuckoo sits ever ; Deep in the hawthorns ...
... Dear girl of the ringletty tresses ; And my thoughts they urge me with thee to fly To the wild wood's dewy recesses . There the grass is most green , the birds most sweet , On the yew - tree the cuckoo sits ever ; Deep in the hawthorns ...
Strana 70
... dear Mr. Lawson ! " cried the lady , starting up from her recumbent position , did I not give you a whole handful of shillings only the day before yesterday ; and if you wasted it all on poor people since , what am I to do ? Why ...
... dear Mr. Lawson ! " cried the lady , starting up from her recumbent position , did I not give you a whole handful of shillings only the day before yesterday ; and if you wasted it all on poor people since , what am I to do ? Why ...
Strana 71
... dear father ; but have you asked Augusta . You know I have given her the management of the money - matters of the establish . ment , she is so very clever and econo- mical . " " She has neither charity , nor pity , nor kindness ; she ...
... dear father ; but have you asked Augusta . You know I have given her the management of the money - matters of the establish . ment , she is so very clever and econo- mical . " " She has neither charity , nor pity , nor kindness ; she ...
Strana 73
... dear children , both of whom had died , leaving the parents childless . It was the morning of a close sultry day in July , and Mrs. Lawson was seated in her drawing - room . She was dressed carefully and expensively as of old , but she ...
... dear children , both of whom had died , leaving the parents childless . It was the morning of a close sultry day in July , and Mrs. Lawson was seated in her drawing - room . She was dressed carefully and expensively as of old , but she ...
Strana 75
... dear father had solicited before he left them . She vowed that she had neither ate , nor slept , nor even dressed herself for weeks after his departure ; and that , sleeping or waking , she was perpetually wishing she had given him the ...
... dear father had solicited before he left them . She vowed that she had neither ate , nor slept , nor even dressed herself for weeks after his departure ; and that , sleeping or waking , she was perpetually wishing she had given him the ...
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Strana 53 - ... to establish a defence on the ground of insanity, it must be clearly proved that, at the time of the committing of the act, the party accused was laboring under such a defect of reason, from disease of the mind, as not to know the nature and quality of the act he was doing ; or, if he did know it, that he did not know he was doing what was wrong.
Strana 220 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Strana 214 - Who, doomed to go in company with pain, And fear, and bloodshed, miserable train ! Turns his necessity to glorious gain ; In face of these doth exercise a power Which is our human nature's highest dower ; Controls them and subdues, transmutes, bereaves Of their bad influence, and their good receives...
Strana 213 - CHARACTER OF THE HAPPY WARRIOR. WHO is the happy Warrior ? Who is he That every Man in arms should wish to be ? It is the generous Spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his childish thought...
Strana 214 - Whose powers shed round him in the common strife, Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a Lover; and attired With sudden brightness, like a Man inspired ; And, through the heat of conflict, keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw...
Strana 340 - Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Strana 333 - Not Chaos, not The darkest pit of lowest Erebus, Nor aught of blinder vacancy — scooped out By help of dreams, can breed such fear and awe As fall upon us often when we look Into our minds, into the mind of man, My haunt, and the main region of my song.
Strana 214 - Tis he whose law is reason; who depends Upon that law as on the best of friends; Whence, in a state where men are tempted still To evil for a guard against worse ill...
Strana 335 - Invisible, yet liveth to the heart ; O'er all that leaps and runs, and shouts and sings, Or beats the gladsome air ; o'er all that glides Beneath the wave, yea, in the wave itself, And mighty depth of waters. Wonder not If high the transport, great the joy I felt, Communing in this sort through earth and heaven With every form of creature, as it looked Towards the Uncreated with a countenance Of adoration, with an eye of love. One song they sang, and it was audible, Most audible, then, when the fleshly...
Strana 122 - But the harvest time of Love is there. Oh ! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight...