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Strana 27
... thou wilt assist me to negotiate an honourable peace , I am ready to give as much gold and silver as will raise thee above the richest citizen of Rome ; being fully persuaded that no expense can be more honour- able to a prince , than ...
... thou wilt assist me to negotiate an honourable peace , I am ready to give as much gold and silver as will raise thee above the richest citizen of Rome ; being fully persuaded that no expense can be more honour- able to a prince , than ...
Strana 32
... thou , my Father ! still art nigh , Cheerful I live , and peaceful die ; Secure , when mortal comforts flee , To find ten thousand worlds in thee . LESSON TWENTY - SECOND . SOCRATES AND LAMPROCLES . Lamprocles 32 THE SCHOLAR'S COMPANION ...
... thou , my Father ! still art nigh , Cheerful I live , and peaceful die ; Secure , when mortal comforts flee , To find ten thousand worlds in thee . LESSON TWENTY - SECOND . SOCRATES AND LAMPROCLES . Lamprocles 32 THE SCHOLAR'S COMPANION ...
Strana 41
... thou wert all , And nought beyond , O earth ! LESSON THIRTIETH . MOURAT BEY . A peasant , near Damascus , in a year that locusts covered the plains of Syria , to supply the urgent necessities of his family , was daily obliged to sell a ...
... thou wert all , And nought beyond , O earth ! LESSON THIRTIETH . MOURAT BEY . A peasant , near Damascus , in a year that locusts covered the plains of Syria , to supply the urgent necessities of his family , was daily obliged to sell a ...
Strana 43
... thou art swelling on , thou deep , Through many an olden clime , Thy billowy anthem , ne'er to sleep Until the close of time . Thou liftest up thy solemn voice To every wind and sky , And all our earth's green shores rejoice In that one ...
... thou art swelling on , thou deep , Through many an olden clime , Thy billowy anthem , ne'er to sleep Until the close of time . Thou liftest up thy solemn voice To every wind and sky , And all our earth's green shores rejoice In that one ...
Strana 56
... Thou Father of the fatherless , Pity the orphan's woes ! What friend have I in heaven or earth , What friend to trust , but thee ? My father's dead , my mother's dead , My God , remember me ! Thy gracious promise now fulfil , And bid my ...
... Thou Father of the fatherless , Pity the orphan's woes ! What friend have I in heaven or earth , What friend to trust , but thee ? My father's dead , my mother's dead , My God , remember me ! Thy gracious promise now fulfil , And bid my ...
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Strana 49 - They sin who tell us love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In heaven ambition cannot dwell, Nor avarice in the vaults of hell ; Earthly these passions of the earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But love is indestructible, Its holy flame for ever burneth, From heaven it came, to heaven returneth...
Strana 106 - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
Strana 84 - The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool ; The playful children just let loose from school ; The watch-dog's voice that bayed the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind ; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And filled each pause the nightingale had made.
Strana 107 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Strana 36 - Happy the man*, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter, fire.
Strana 69 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet, From birds among the bowers.
Strana 61 - 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...
Strana 30 - Content I live, this is my stay; I seek no more than may suffice ; I press to bear no haughty sway; Look, what I lack my mind supplies. Lo, thus I triumph like a king, Content with that my mind doth bring.
Strana 101 - Death ! Day is for mortal care, Eve, for glad meetings round the joyous hearth, Night, for the dreams of sleep, the voice of prayer ; But all for thee, thou mightiest of the earth...
Strana 99 - LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING. I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind.