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... Once the birds were sweet to hear ; Blooming flowers touched me kindly , Spring and Fall alike were fair . Now I scarcely heed a blossom Brushing past my cheek , and dim Strikes the sunshine through the forest , And the valleys have no ...
... Once the birds were sweet to hear ; Blooming flowers touched me kindly , Spring and Fall alike were fair . Now I scarcely heed a blossom Brushing past my cheek , and dim Strikes the sunshine through the forest , And the valleys have no ...
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... once , a subtle and inexhaustible It is with but feeble expectations of strange ad- theme ; yet the question is often unimportant ex- venture or rare discoveries , that the modern pil- cept to the curious analyst . If it were proved ...
... once , a subtle and inexhaustible It is with but feeble expectations of strange ad- theme ; yet the question is often unimportant ex- venture or rare discoveries , that the modern pil- cept to the curious analyst . If it were proved ...
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... once suspected there was any rivalry in the case did it ever occur to you ? " curred to me , but I have never observed any thing " A transient thought of this nature once oc- to confirm it . " surely up and down it , about dusk ...
... once suspected there was any rivalry in the case did it ever occur to you ? " curred to me , but I have never observed any thing " A transient thought of this nature once oc- to confirm it . " surely up and down it , about dusk ...
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... once been done by man may be done again . " " Ah , my dear Reginald , what an ignis fatuus do you pursue , impossible to grasp , an ever chang- ing and perishable exhalation ! how unlike the steady light of the luminaries of Heaven ! We ...
... once been done by man may be done again . " " Ah , my dear Reginald , what an ignis fatuus do you pursue , impossible to grasp , an ever chang- ing and perishable exhalation ! how unlike the steady light of the luminaries of Heaven ! We ...
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... once accusing him of cruelty or peculiarly isolated and somewhat obscure station . faithlessness . " Her mother died while she was yet a child , and “ Poor girl ! ” said Margaret , in a tone of deep she was left to the care of a distant ...
... once accusing him of cruelty or peculiarly isolated and somewhat obscure station . faithlessness . " Her mother died while she was yet a child , and “ Poor girl ! ” said Margaret , in a tone of deep she was left to the care of a distant ...
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الصفحة 196 - Let as many servants as are under the yoke count their own masters worthy of all honour, that the name of God and his doctrine be not blasphemed. And they that have believing masters, let them not despise them, because they are brethren ; but rather do them service, because they are faithful and beloved, partakers of the benefit.
الصفحة 196 - If any man teach otherwise, and consent not to wholesome words, even the words of our Lord Jesus Christ, and to the doctrine which is according to godliness; he is proud, knowing nothing...
الصفحة 36 - So that if the invention of the ship was thought so noble, which carrieth riches and commodities from place to place, and consociateth the most remote regions in participation of their fruits, how much more are letters to be magnified, which as ships pass through the vast seas of time, and make ages so distant to participate of the wisdom, illuminations, and inventions, the one of the other?
الصفحة 34 - ... as if there were sought in knowledge a couch whereupon to rest a searching and restless spirit, or a terrace for a wandering and variable mind to walk up and down with a fair prospect, or a tower of state for a proud mind to raise itself upon, or a fort or commanding ground for strife and contention, or a shop for profit and sale ; and not a rich store-house for the glory of the Creator and the relief of man's estate.
الصفحة 164 - Oh, Sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket.
الصفحة 10 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea : I am become a name ; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known ; cities of men And manners, climates, councils...
الصفحة 35 - For if a man's mind be deeply seasoned with the consideration of the mortality and corruptible nature of things, he will easily concur with Epictetus, who went forth one day and saw a woman weeping for her pitcher of earth that was broken, and went forth the next day and saw a woman weeping for her son that was dead, and thereupon said, Heri vidi fragilem frangi, hodie vidi mortalem mori.
الصفحة 370 - I treasure in my vision, Florence Vane. Thou wast lovelier than the roses In their prime; Thy voice excelled the closes Of sweetest rhyme; Thy heart was as a river Without a main. Would I had loved thee never, Florence Vane! But, fairest, coldest wonder! Thy glorious clay Lieth the green sod under — Alas, the day! And it boots not to remember Thy disdain, To quicken love's pale ember, Florence Vane. The lilies of the valley By young graves weep; The daisies love to dally Where maidens sleep. May...
الصفحة 370 - I loved thee long and dearly, Florence Vane, My life's bright dream and early. Hath come again ; I renew in my fond vision, My heart's dear pain — My hope, and thy derision, Florence Vane. " The ruin lone, and hoary, The ruin old, Where thou did'st hark my story At even told — That spot, the hues Elysian Of sky and plain, I treasure in my vision, Florence Vane : " Thou wast lovelier than the roses In their prime, Thy voice excelled the closes Of sweetest rhyme.
الصفحة 10 - Myself not least, but honour'd of them all ; And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro...