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الصفحة 275 - Look not mournfully into the Past. It comes not back again. Wisely improve the Present. It is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy Future, without fear, and with a manly heart.
الصفحة 98 - Quiet talk she liketh best, In a bower of gentle looks, — Watering flowers, or reading books. And her voice, it murmurs lowly, As a silver stream may run, Which yet feels, you feel, the sun. And her smile it seems half holy, As if drawn from thoughts more far Than our common jestings are. And if any poet knew her, He would sing of her with falls Used in lovely madrigals. And if any painter drew her, He would paint her unaware With a halo round the hair.
الصفحة 270 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
الصفحة 254 - He either fears his fate too much or his desert is small. who dares not put it to the touch and win or lose it all...
الصفحة 276 - Yea, the sparrow hath found her an house, and the swallow a nest where she may lay her young : even thy altars, O Lord of hosts, my King and my God.
الصفحة 221 - The Sundays of man's life, Threaded together on time's string, Make bracelets to adorn the wife Of the eternal glorious King. On Sunday heaven's gate stands ope ; Blessings are plentiful and rife — More plentiful than hope.
الصفحة 114 - I was all ear, !(« And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death.
الصفحة 289 - The bell rang, and, with shrieks like death, Link catching link, the long array, With ponderous pulse and fiery breath, Proud of its burthen, swept away; And through the lingering crowd I broke, Sought the hill-side, and thence, heart-sick, Beheld, far off, the little smoke Along the landscape kindling quick.
الصفحة 309 - rise up early, and late take rest, and eat the bread of carefulness...
الصفحة 302 - Ahem!" said the squire, evidently flattered, and yet not convinced. " My brother Will is a very acute fellow, and I make no — my dear little girl — question, but that — • (when you have seen as much of the world as I have, you will grow...

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