Wild Nell: The White Mountain GirlSheldon, 1860 - 293 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 146 - For, behold, the day cometh, that shall burn as an oven ; and all the proud, yea, and all that do wickedly, shall be stubble ; and the day that cometh shall burn them up, saith the Lord of hosts, that it shall leave them neither root nor branch.
الصفحة 79 - Moreover, something is or seems, That touches me with mystic gleams, Like glimpses of forgotten dreams — 'Of something felt, like something here; Of something done, I know not where; Such as no language may declare.
الصفحة 11 - Of rude access, of prospect wild, Where, tangled round the jealous steep, Strange shades o'erbrow the valleys deep...
الصفحة 171 - BELIEVE not that your inner eye Can ever in just measure try The worth of Hours as they go by : For every man's weak self, alas ! Makes him to see them, while they pass, As through a dim or tinted glass : But if in earnest care you would Mete out to each its part of good, Trust rather to your after-mood.
الصفحة 161 - WHOM first we love, you know, we seldom wed. Time rules us all. And Life, indeed, is not The thing we planned it out ere hope was dead. And then, we women cannot choose our lot. Much must be borne which it is hard to bear : Much given away which it were sweet to keep.
الصفحة 191 - WHAT joyful harvester did e'er obtain The sweet fruition of his hopeful gain, Till he in hardy labors first had passed The summer's heat and stormy winter's blast ? A sable night returns a shining morrow, And days of joy ensue sad nights of sorrow ; The way to bliss lies not on beds of down, And he that had no cross deserves no crown.
الصفحة 139 - A native grace Sat fair-proportion'd on her polish'd limbs, Veil'd in a simple robe, their best attire, * Beyond the pomp of dress ; for loveliness Needs not the foreign aid of ornament, But is, when unadorn'd, adorn'd the most.
الصفحة 283 - Be it like summer ; may they find Bliss, beauty, hope, where'er they roam ; Be it like winter, when confined, Peace, comfort, happiness at home. Like day and night, — sweet interchange Of care, enjoyment, action, rest ; Absence nor coldness e'er estrange Hearts by unfailing love possest.
الصفحة 139 - Veil'd in a simple robe, their best attire, * Beyond the pomp of dress ; for loveliness Needs not the foreign aid of ornament, But is, when unadorn'd, adorn'd the most. Thoughtless of beauty, she was beauty's self, Recluse amid the close-embowering woods.
الصفحة 95 - And many of them which sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to everlasting life, and some to everlasting shame and contempt.