Thorpe Regis: A NovelRoberts bros., 1874 - 432 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 27 - God Almighty first planted a garden; and, indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross...
الصفحة 251 - The fall thou darest to despise, — May be the angel's slackened hand Has suffered it, that he may rise And take a firmer, surer stand ; Or, trusting less to earthly things, May henceforth learn to use his wings.
الصفحة 303 - In my own heart love had not been made wise To trace love's faint beginnings in mankind, To know even hate is but a mask of love's, To see a good in .evil, and a hope In ill-success...
الصفحة 40 - Chidings. prithee, forgive me, I did but chide in jest ; the best loves use it Sometimes, it sets an edge upon affection : When we invite our best friends to a feast, 'Tis not all sweetmeats that we set before them...
الصفحة 148 - His gain is loss; for he that wrongs his friend Wrongs himself more, and ever bears about A silent court of justice in his breast, Himself the judge and jury, and himself The prisoner at the bar, ever condemn'd: And that drags down his life: then comes what comes Hereafter: and he meant, he said he meant, Perhaps he meant, or partly meant, you well.
الصفحة 17 - So many worlds, so much to do, So little done, such things to be, How know I what had need of thee, For thou wert strong as thou wert true?
الصفحة 217 - Those have most power to hurt us, that we love ; We lay our sleeping lives within their arms. Why, thou hast raised up mischief to his height, And found one to out-name thy other faults ; Thou hast no intermission of thy sins, But all thy life is a continued ill : Black is thy colour now, disease thy nature.
الصفحة 128 - One day again, no cloud of pain A shadow o'er us cast ; And yet we strove in vain, in vain, To conjure up the past ; Like, but unlike, — the sun that shone, The waves that beat the shore, The words we said, the songs we sung, Like, — unlike, — evermore. For ghosts unseen crept in between, And, when our songs flowed free, Sang discords in an undertone, And marred our harmony. " The past is ours, not yours...
الصفحة 239 - Dear friend, so much admired, so oft desired, 'Tis true that now I wish to be away. You are not tiresome, no ! but I am tired. Allow to servant brain and nerves full play In their electric function, yea and nay. Faith...