| Lindley Murray - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 276
...intermeddling stranger near, To spoil our heart-felt joye. 3. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. 4. Of rest was Noah's... | |
| Lindley Murray - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 262
...intermeddling stranger near', To spoil our heart-felt joys*. 3 If solid happiness we prize', Within our breast this jewel lies* ; And they are fools who roam* : The world has nothing to bestow' ; From our own selves our joys must flow', And that dear hut, our home*. 4 Of rest was Noah's... | |
| 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 594
...Suffices for to-day. 385. PM COTTON. Contentment. IF solid happiness we prize, , Within our breasts this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam ; The world has little to bestow, From our own selves our joys must flow ; Our bliss begins at home. We 'll therefore... | |
| Lindley Murray, Jeremiah Goodrich - 1829 - عدد الصفحات: 318
...strangtr near, To spoil our heart-felt joys. , . 3. If solid happiness we prize, Within our In-east this jewel lies ; - ., And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow : From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut our home. 4. Of rest was Noah's... | |
| Laconics - 1829 - عدد الصفحات: 352
...suspicion of being no policy at all.—Burke. CCCCLXXVIII. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam: The world has nothing to bestow; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. Cotton's Fire-Side. CCCCLXXIX.... | |
| John Timbs - 1829 - عدد الصفحات: 354
...suspicion of being no policy at all,— Surke. CCCCLXXVIII. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. Cotton's Fire-Side. CCCCLXXIX.... | |
| Robert Smith - 1829 - عدد الصفحات: 432
...all my days, And may my zeal with years increase; If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast the jewel lies; And they are fools who roam: The world has nothing to bestow, From our o.wn selves the joys must flow, And that dew but, our home. COTTOX. Minuteness of... | |
| Christian worship - 1830 - عدد الصفحات: 482
...shall 1 bathe my weary soul 305. PM True happinett. 1 IF solid happiness we prize, Within our breasts this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam : The world has little to bestow ; From our ownselves our joys must flow Our bliss begins at home. 2 To be resign'd,... | |
| Editor of The family manual and servant's guide - 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 412
...fireside, and with it this stanza of memorable truth : If solid happiness we prize, Withia our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. By fire-irons are understood... | |
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