Pencilled PassagesJ. Nisbet, 1857 - 224 sidor |
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... round its neighbourhood a brilliancy . Within thy home I thus have honour'd dwelt , And when the world has praised me , I have felt That in its homage I should not partake , Save for my father's sake . Mother - this locket thou wilt ...
... round its neighbourhood a brilliancy . Within thy home I thus have honour'd dwelt , And when the world has praised me , I have felt That in its homage I should not partake , Save for my father's sake . Mother - this locket thou wilt ...
Sida 33
... round Can reach to wound ; But as they grow where nothing is to fear , Smooth and unarm'd the pointless leaves appear . I love to view these things with curious eyes , And moralise : D And in this wisdom of the holly tree Can emblems ...
... round Can reach to wound ; But as they grow where nothing is to fear , Smooth and unarm'd the pointless leaves appear . I love to view these things with curious eyes , And moralise : D And in this wisdom of the holly tree Can emblems ...
Sida 42
... round the sun by His attraction ; the blood circulates through our frame by no relation to the mind . The planets and the sun itself shall perish ; the blood shall cease to circulate , and the fairest fabric of mortality shall moulder ...
... round the sun by His attraction ; the blood circulates through our frame by no relation to the mind . The planets and the sun itself shall perish ; the blood shall cease to circulate , and the fairest fabric of mortality shall moulder ...
Sida 52
... round about " thy happy , happy hearth , It was a father's dream , sweet child , a fantasy of earth . I think on all which thou hast been I view thee as thou art -- Yet , pallid flower , far dearer now , to this afflicted heart : The ...
... round about " thy happy , happy hearth , It was a father's dream , sweet child , a fantasy of earth . I think on all which thou hast been I view thee as thou art -- Yet , pallid flower , far dearer now , to this afflicted heart : The ...
Sida 54
... round that home , of which thou art the light , Wilt thou not come to us in dreams , in the still hour of night ? Wilt thou not sweetly whisper thus , " Not lost but gone before ? " Shall not the happy day arrive when we shall weep no ...
... round that home , of which thou art the light , Wilt thou not come to us in dreams , in the still hour of night ? Wilt thou not sweetly whisper thus , " Not lost but gone before ? " Shall not the happy day arrive when we shall weep no ...
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admiration AE FOND KISS Anonymous atheism beauty behold blessèd blessing bloom bosom breath bright brow Catiline character charm cheerful child cloud dark dead death decay declension delight dew-drops dream earth enjoyment eternal father fear feel flowers funeral give glory grave green grief hand happy hath heart heaven holly tree hope hour human Izaak Walton Jeremy Taylor labour leaf leaves light live look memory mind mirth moral morning mother mourn nature ne'er never night o'er Oh FATHER old farm gate parterre peace Pindar pleasure R. A. Willmott rapture rich round scene scythe shade shadow shines sigh silent silent night sleep smile sorrow soul spirit spring Summer sunshine sweet tears tender thee things thou art thought tomb Twas Vex'd village virtue voice Washington Irving weary weep winds wings wisdom wonderful youth
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Sida 87 - FRIEND after friend departs ; Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying none were blest.
Sida 101 - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Sida 18 - Oh, the grave! the grave! It buries every error, covers every defect, extinguishes every resentment. From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections.
Sida 56 - Prosperity is the blessing of the Old Testament, adversity is the blessing of the New, which carrieth the greater benediction, and the clearer revelation of God's favour.
Sida 192 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lead From, joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is...
Sida 168 - Give a man this taste and a means of gratifying it, and you can hardly fail of making a happy man, unless indeed, you put into his hands a most perverse selection of books.
Sida 34 - Thus, though abroad perchance I might appear Harsh and austere, To those who on my leisure would intrude Reserved and rude, Gentle at home amid my friends I'd be, Like the high leaves upon the holly tree.
Sida 184 - Fare thee weel, thou first and fairest ! Fare thee weel, thou best and dearest ! Thine be ilka joy and treasure, Peace, Enjoyment, Love, and Pleasure ! Ae fond kiss, and then we sever ! Ae fareweel, alas ! for ever ! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.
Sida 82 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man! How passing wonder He who made him such, Who centred in our make such strange extremes!
Sida 16 - The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal — every other affliction to forget; but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open — this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude.