Ballou's Monthly Magazine, المجلد 64

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Thomes & Talbot, 1886

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الصفحة 169 - The sea of Fortune doth not ever flow; She draws her favours to the lowest ebb : Her tides have equal times to come and go ; Her loom doth weave the fine and coarsest web : No joy so great but runneth to an end, No hap so hard but may in fine amend...
الصفحة 169 - Not always fall of leaf, nor ever spring, No endless night, yet not eternal day ; The saddest birds a season find to sing, The roughest storm a calm may soon allay : Thus, with succeeding turns, God tempereth all, That man may hope to rise, yet fear to fall.
الصفحة 235 - Now from the town Buried in smoke, and sleep, and noisome damps, Oft let me wander o'er the dewy fields, Where freshness breathes, and dash the trembling drops From the bent bush, as through the verdant maze Of sweet-briar hedges I pursue my walk...
الصفحة 169 - Not endless night, yet not eternal day : The saddest birds a season find to sing, The roughest storm a calm may soon allay. Thus, with succeeding turns, God tempereth all, That man may hope to rise, yet fear to fall. A chance may win that by mischance was lost ; That net that holds no great, takes little...
الصفحة 82 - ... countenances along that living chain ! The troop was now on the other side, but how were the animals forming the bridge to get themselves over ? This was the question that suggested itself. Manifestly, by number one letting go his tail. But then the point...
الصفحة 154 - Canadians, which were included in the treaty aforesaid. It cut me to the heart to see the Canadians in so hard a case, in consequence of their having been true to me; they were wringing their hands, saying their prayers, as I concluded, and expected immediate death. I therefore stepped between the executioners and the Canadians, opened my clothes, and told Gen. Prescott to thrust his baynets into my breast, for I was the sole cause of the Canadians taking up arms.
الصفحة 85 - Tis little that the holy marriage vow Shall shortly make us one. That unity Is, after all, but metaphysical. O, would that I, my Mary, were an acid, A living acid ; thou an alkali Endowed with human sense, that brought together, "We both might coalesce into one salt, One homogeneous crystal.
الصفحة 169 - Time goes by turns, and chances change by course, From foul to fair, from better hap to worse. The sea of Fortune doth not ever flow ; She draws her favours to the lowest ebb ; Her tides have equal times to come and go; Her loom doth weave the...
الصفحة 366 - Can gold calm passion, or make reason shine ? Can we dig peace, or wisdom, from the mine ? Wisdom to gold prefer ; for 'tis much less To make our fortune, than our happiness.
الصفحة 85 - We would unite to form olefiant gas, Or common coal, or naphtha — would to heaven That I were Phosphorus, and thou wert Lime! And we of Lime composed a Phosphuret. I'd be content to be Sulphuric Acid, So that thou might be Soda.

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