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... heart , and with no presentiment of coming evil . The scene rises vividly before him now he sees the hot sun's rays gleaming fiercely on the broad white pavement , and glancing on the glossy coat of his favourite mare ; and his own ...
... heart , and with no presentiment of coming evil . The scene rises vividly before him now he sees the hot sun's rays gleaming fiercely on the broad white pavement , and glancing on the glossy coat of his favourite mare ; and his own ...
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... heart , and with no presentiment of coming evil . The scene rises vividly before him now he sees the hot sun's rays gleaming fiercely on the broad white pavement , and glancing on the glossy coat of his favourite mare ; and his own ...
... heart , and with no presentiment of coming evil . The scene rises vividly before him now he sees the hot sun's rays gleaming fiercely on the broad white pavement , and glancing on the glossy coat of his favourite mare ; and his own ...
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... heart , as if with fingers of ice ; but she tried to seem ( poor soul ! ) as though she were still hopeful ; and looking down on him , she smiled faintly . They were silent again ; not making the most of the few moments granted to them ...
... heart , as if with fingers of ice ; but she tried to seem ( poor soul ! ) as though she were still hopeful ; and looking down on him , she smiled faintly . They were silent again ; not making the most of the few moments granted to them ...
الصفحة 13
... heart clung to earth and to earthly affections , and that human jealousy for her future , when his mouldering form would be wasting in the tomb , had dictated his last words . His gold was as nothing ; ay , worse than nothing to her ...
... heart clung to earth and to earthly affections , and that human jealousy for her future , when his mouldering form would be wasting in the tomb , had dictated his last words . His gold was as nothing ; ay , worse than nothing to her ...
الصفحة 14
... heart that God in his mercy had not utterly hardened , and it was with deep awe that he added , from the depths of his troubled heart , " I have heard of generous pro- mises made to fallen sinners , and surely there will be joy in ...
... heart that God in his mercy had not utterly hardened , and it was with deep awe that he added , from the depths of his troubled heart , " I have heard of generous pro- mises made to fallen sinners , and surely there will be joy in ...
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الصفحة 254 - Meantime I seek no sympathies, nor need ; The thorns which I have reap'd are of the tree I planted, — they have torn me — and I bleed : I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed.
الصفحة 457 - Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
الصفحة 128 - THE flower that smiles to-day To-morrow dies; All that we wish to stay Tempts and then flies. What is this world's delight? Lightning that mocks the night, Brief even as bright.
الصفحة 319 - Forgive, blest shade, the tributary tear, That mourns thy exit from a world like this ; Forgive the wish that would have kept thee here, And stayed thy progress to the seats of bliss • No more confined to grov'ling scenes of night, No more a tenant pent in mortal clay, Now should we rather hail thy glorious flight, And trace thy journey to the realms of day.
الصفحة 21 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
الصفحة 266 - Tender-handed stroke a nettle, And it stings you for your pains ; Grasp it like a man of mettle, And it soft as silk remains.
الصفحة 192 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death, And all the sad variety of pain.
الصفحة 235 - And the Poet, faithful and far-seeing, Sees, alike in stars and flowers, a part Of the self-same, universal being, Which is throbbing in his brain and heart. Gorgeous flowerets in the sunlight shining, Blossoms flaunting in the eye of day, Tremulous leaves, with soft and silver lining, Buds that open only to decay...
الصفحة 247 - Steadfast, serene, immovable, the same Year after year, through all the silent night Burns on for evermore that quenchless flame, Shines on that inextinguishable light...
الصفحة 254 - The tree will wither long before it fall; The hull drives on, though mast and sail be torn; The roof-tree sinks, but moulders on the hall In massy hoariness; the...