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" 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. "
Miscellanies, Moral and Instructive, in Prose and Verse - الصفحة 168
1787 - عدد الصفحات: 198
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The English Reader, Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry: Selected from the Best ...

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...

The English Reader, Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry: From the Best Writers ...

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...

A Collection of Hymns and Liturgy for the Use of Evangelical Lutheran ...

Evangelical Lutheran Ministerium of the State of New York and Adjacent States and Countries - 1827 - عدد الصفحات: 438
...bless us as we aim to bless. HYMN 880. PM 1. TF 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 blies begins at home. 2. We'll therefore...

A Selection of Sacred Poetry: Consisting of Psalms and Hymns, from Watts ...

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...

Murray's English Reader

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; or, The best words of the best authors [ed. by J. Timbs ..., المجلد 3

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....

Laconics: Or, The Best Words of the Best Authors, المجلد 3

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....

The Friend, المجلد 1

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...

A selection of hymns and psalms for Christian worship, by H.E. Howse, junr

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,...

Domestic Life in England, from the Earliest Period to the Present Time: With ...

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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