Pencilled PassagesJ. Nisbet, 1857 - 224 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 25
... rich as an evening sky , Expand and shut in silent ecstasy . Yet wert thou once a worm , a thing that crept On the bare earth , then wrought a tomb , and slept : And such is man : soon from his cell of clay , To burst a seraph in the ...
... rich as an evening sky , Expand and shut in silent ecstasy . Yet wert thou once a worm , a thing that crept On the bare earth , then wrought a tomb , and slept : And such is man : soon from his cell of clay , To burst a seraph in the ...
الصفحة 39
... rich and rare , And " when He makes His jewels up , " grant thee a station there . Anonymous . IT happens to men of learning , as to ears of corn : they shoot up and raise their heads high , when they are empty ; but when full , and ...
... rich and rare , And " when He makes His jewels up , " grant thee a station there . Anonymous . IT happens to men of learning , as to ears of corn : they shoot up and raise their heads high , when they are empty ; but when full , and ...
الصفحة 51
... of days . Yet , oh , how bitter is the thought that gifts so rich as thine Should for a moment cheat our hope , and then for aye decline ; What ' wildering dreams have often sprung and fancied all PENCILLED PASSAGES . 51.
... of days . Yet , oh , how bitter is the thought that gifts so rich as thine Should for a moment cheat our hope , and then for aye decline ; What ' wildering dreams have often sprung and fancied all PENCILLED PASSAGES . 51.
الصفحة 81
... smiles , and loving tender hearts . My soul blesses the Great Father every day that He has gladdened the earth with little children . Mary Howitt . How MAN . poor , how rich , how abject PENCILLED PASSAGES . 81 Love of Children Mary Howitt.
... smiles , and loving tender hearts . My soul blesses the Great Father every day that He has gladdened the earth with little children . Mary Howitt . How MAN . poor , how rich , how abject PENCILLED PASSAGES . 81 Love of Children Mary Howitt.
الصفحة 82
How MAN . poor , how rich , how abject , how august , How complicate , how wonderful is man ! How passing wonder He who made him such ! Who centred in our make such strange extremes ! From different natures marvellously mix'd ...
How MAN . poor , how rich , how abject , how august , How complicate , how wonderful is man ! How passing wonder He who made him such ! Who centred in our make such strange extremes ! From different natures marvellously mix'd ...
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admiration AE FOND KISS Anonymous atheism beauty behold blessèd blessing bloom bosom breath bright brow Catiline character charm cheerful child cloud dark dead death decay declension delight dew-drops dream earth enjoyment eternal father fear feel flowers funeral give glory grave green grief hand happy hath heart heaven holly tree hope hour human Izaak Walton Jeremy Taylor labour leaf leaves light live look memory mind mirth moral morning mother mourn nature ne'er never night o'er Oh FATHER old farm gate parterre peace Pindar pleasure R. A. Willmott rapture rich round scene scythe shade shadow shines sigh silent silent night sleep smile sorrow soul spirit spring Summer sunshine sweet tears tender thee things thou art thought tomb Twas Vex'd village virtue voice Washington Irving weary weep winds wings wisdom wonderful youth
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الصفحة 87 - FRIEND after friend departs ; Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying none were blest.
الصفحة 101 - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
الصفحة 18 - Oh, the grave! the grave! It buries every error, covers every defect, extinguishes every resentment. From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections.
الصفحة 56 - Prosperity is the blessing of the Old Testament, adversity is the blessing of the New, which carrieth the greater benediction, and the clearer revelation of God's favour.
الصفحة 192 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lead From, joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is...
الصفحة 168 - Give a man this taste and a means of gratifying it, and you can hardly fail of making a happy man, unless indeed, you put into his hands a most perverse selection of books.
الصفحة 34 - Thus, though abroad perchance I might appear Harsh and austere, To those who on my leisure would intrude Reserved and rude, Gentle at home amid my friends I'd be, Like the high leaves upon the holly tree.
الصفحة 184 - Fare thee weel, thou first and fairest ! Fare thee weel, thou best and dearest ! Thine be ilka joy and treasure, Peace, Enjoyment, Love, and Pleasure ! Ae fond kiss, and then we sever ! Ae fareweel, alas ! for ever ! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.
الصفحة 82 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man! How passing wonder He who made him such, Who centred in our make such strange extremes!
الصفحة 16 - The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal — every other affliction to forget; but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open — this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude.