'Recommended to mercy' [by M.C. Houstoun].

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الصفحة 43 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
الصفحة 273 - THE flower that smiles to-day To-morrow dies; All that we wish to stay Tempts and then flies. What is this world's delight? Lightning that mocks the night, Brief even as bright.
الصفحة 277 - I should have found in some place of my soul A drop of patience : but, alas, to make me A fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow unmoving finger at...
الصفحة 1 - Lydia's monarch should the search descend, By Solon caution'd to regard his end, In life's last scene what prodigies surprise, Fears of the brave, and follies of the wise? From Marlb'rough's eyes the streams of dotage flow, And Swift expires a driv'ler and a show.
الصفحة 241 - Alas ! I have walked through life Too heedless where I trod ; Nay, helping to trample my fellow-worm, And fill the burial sod, Forgetting that even the sparrow falls Not unmarked of God...
الصفحة 68 - Twill ever stick, through malice of your own. Most hard! in pleasing your chief glory lies; And yet from pleasing your chief dangers rise : Then please the best; and know, for men of sense. Your strongest charms are native innocence.
الصفحة 241 - I drank the richest draughts ; And ate whatever is good — Fish, and flesh, and fowl, and fruit, Supplied my hungry mood ; But I never...
الصفحة 63 - To bear those labours, which our fathers bore, That crown withheld, which they in triumph wore? When with much pains this boasted learning's got, 'Tis an affront to those who have it not.
الصفحة 68 - When kind, most cruel ; when oblig'd the most, The least obliging; and by favours lost. Cruel by nature, they for kindness hate ; And scorn you for those ills themselves create. If on your fame our sex a blot has thrown, 'Twill ever stick, through malice of your own.

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