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Strana
... Sounds Constantinople and Mosque of St. Sophia A Calm at Sea after a Storm The Old Stage - Coach and 19 The Spanish Bull - Fight 21 Men of England • Page 84 87 00 90 93 95 • 99 · 104 23 About the Education of Girls 106 • 25 Knowledge ...
... Sounds Constantinople and Mosque of St. Sophia A Calm at Sea after a Storm The Old Stage - Coach and 19 The Spanish Bull - Fight 21 Men of England • Page 84 87 00 90 93 95 • 99 · 104 23 About the Education of Girls 106 • 25 Knowledge ...
Strana 7
... sound went past me on the field of slaughter , And heart and arm grew strong ! CHORUS . Roll proudly on ! -brave blood is with thee sweeping , Poured out by sons of thine , Where sword and spirit forth in joy were leaping , Like thee ...
... sound went past me on the field of slaughter , And heart and arm grew strong ! CHORUS . Roll proudly on ! -brave blood is with thee sweeping , Poured out by sons of thine , Where sword and spirit forth in joy were leaping , Like thee ...
Strana 16
... sounds all very fine and it may be all very right , but what's the good of it ? I want to know what good it will do me to be so very civil and polite to everybody . Henry . All good actions are " good , " that is of advantage to us in ...
... sounds all very fine and it may be all very right , but what's the good of it ? I want to know what good it will do me to be so very civil and polite to everybody . Henry . All good actions are " good , " that is of advantage to us in ...
Strana 25
... SOUNDS . How oft upon yon eminence our pace Has slackened to a pause , and we have borne The ruffling wind , scarce conscious that it blew , While Admiration , feeding at the eye , 5 And still unsated ... Sounds . 25 Rural Sights and Sounds.
... SOUNDS . How oft upon yon eminence our pace Has slackened to a pause , and we have borne The ruffling wind , scarce conscious that it blew , While Admiration , feeding at the eye , 5 And still unsated ... Sounds . 25 Rural Sights and Sounds.
Strana 26
... sound of cheerful bells Just undulates upon the listening ear , Groves , heaths , and smoking villages remote ... sounds Exhilarate the spirit , and restore 30 The tone of languid Nature . Mighty winds That sweep the skirt of one far ...
... sound of cheerful bells Just undulates upon the listening ear , Groves , heaths , and smoking villages remote ... sounds Exhilarate the spirit , and restore 30 The tone of languid Nature . Mighty winds That sweep the skirt of one far ...
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Strana 192 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend ; This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands ; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Strana 119 - Who builds a church to God, and not to Fame, Will never mark the marble with his name : Go, search it there, where to be born and die, Of rich and poor makes all the history ; Enough, that Virtue fill'd the space between ; Prov'd by the ends of being, to have been.
Strana 9 - I visited various parts of my own country ; and had I been merely a lover of fine scenery, I should have felt little desire to seek elsewhere its gratification, for on no country have the charms of nature been more prodigally lavished.
Strana 93 - ONCE, in the flight of ages past, There lived a man : — and who was he ? Mortal ! howe'er thy lot be cast, That man resembled thee.
Strana 9 - Her mighty lakes, like oceans of liquid silver; her mountains, with their bright aerial tints; her valleys, teeming with wild fertility; her tremendous cataracts, thundering in their solitudes; her boundless plains, waving with spontaneous verdure; her broad deep rivers, rolling in solemn silence to the ocean; her trackless forests, where vegetation puts forth all its magnificence; her skies, kindling with the magic of summer clouds and glorious sunshine; — no, never need an American look beyond...
Strana 178 - With tears of thoughtful gratitude. My thoughts are with the Dead ; with them I live in long-past years, Their virtues love, their faults condemn, Partake their hopes and fears, And from their lessons seek and find Instruction with an humble mind. My hopes are with the Dead ; anon My place with them will be, And I with them shall travel on Through all Futurity ; Yet leaving here a name, I trust, That will not perish in the dust.
Strana 10 - My native country was full of youthful promise : Europe was rich in the accumulated treasures of age. Her very ruins told the history of times gone by, and every mouldering stone was a chronicle. I longed to wander over the scenes of renowned achievement — to tread, as it were, in the footsteps of antiquity — to loiter about the ruined castle — to meditate on the falling tower — to escape, in short, from the common-place I — THE AUTHOR'S ACCOUNT OP HIMSELF. 11 realities of the present,...
Strana 118 - But clear and artless pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows ? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who taught that heaven-directed spire to rise ? " The Man of Ross," each lisping babe replies. Behold the market-place with poor o'erspread ! The Man of Ross...
Strana 142 - He makes the figs our mouths to meet And throws the melons at our feet; But apples, plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice.
Strana 27 - But cawing rooks, and kites that swim sublime In still repeated circles, screaming loud, The jay, the pie, and e'en the boding owl, That hails the rising moon, have charms for me.