The Every-day Book: Or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports, Pastime, Ceremonies, Manners, Customs, and Events, Incident to Each of the Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days, in Past and Present Times...Hunt and Clarke, 1827 |
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... heart , And makes him feel that life has still its joys . The aged and the young , man , woman , child , Unite in ... hearts shouting in your unmodulated voices , and your happy spirits dancing an untaught mea- sure in your eyes ! Come ...
... heart , And makes him feel that life has still its joys . The aged and the young , man , woman , child , Unite in ... hearts shouting in your unmodulated voices , and your happy spirits dancing an untaught mea- sure in your eyes ! Come ...
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... heart !, How widely hast thou stray'd And misused every golden gift For better purpose made ! think on many a once - loved friend And what can mark the lapse of time As nothing to me now ; As does an alter'd brow ? Perhaps ' twas but a ...
... heart !, How widely hast thou stray'd And misused every golden gift For better purpose made ! think on many a once - loved friend And what can mark the lapse of time As nothing to me now ; As does an alter'd brow ? Perhaps ' twas but a ...
الصفحة 65
... heart with her silk stockings ; and finding that she is married and in trouble , leaves five crowns for her ; which the old lady appropriates as part payment for a shil- ling in advance . He goes to the port playhouse with Bet Monson ...
... heart with her silk stockings ; and finding that she is married and in trouble , leaves five crowns for her ; which the old lady appropriates as part payment for a shil- ling in advance . He goes to the port playhouse with Bet Monson ...
الصفحة 89
... heart's integrity , and in full knowledge of thy faith and firm be- lief , thou art selected as the happy instru- ment of our return ; but know , most worthy Signor , the idea of a white horse in clouds of air , is a mere fable invented ...
... heart's integrity , and in full knowledge of thy faith and firm be- lief , thou art selected as the happy instru- ment of our return ; but know , most worthy Signor , the idea of a white horse in clouds of air , is a mere fable invented ...
الصفحة 157
... heart , he will lay out his time and his money very well . " Archdeacon Sharp was father of the late Granville Sharp , the distinguished philanthropist and hebraist . Mr. Watson was born at Presburg , in Cheshire , and educated at ...
... heart , he will lay out his time and his money very well . " Archdeacon Sharp was father of the late Granville Sharp , the distinguished philanthropist and hebraist . Mr. Watson was born at Presburg , in Cheshire , and educated at ...
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الصفحة 251 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
الصفحة 253 - Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf.
الصفحة 561 - Doth every beast keep holiday; — Thou Child of Joy Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd-boy!
الصفحة 251 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...
الصفحة 251 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
الصفحة 1203 - LORD of all power and might, who art the author and giver of all good things ; Graft in our hearts the love of thy Name, increase in us true religion, nourish us with all goodness, and of thy great mercy keep us in the same ; through Jesus Christ our Lord.
الصفحة 599 - Poor moralist ! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glittering female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display : On hasty wings thy youth is flown ; Thy sun is set, thy spring is gone — We frolic, while 'tis May.
الصفحة 877 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
الصفحة 599 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
الصفحة 253 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.