American Monthly Knickerbocker, Том 161840 |
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... once modest and upward- looking ; and an inseparable part of such worship is love and active kindness to all living creatures . Man , in its estimate , instead of being insignificant even to nothingness , is a creature of unutterable ...
... once modest and upward- looking ; and an inseparable part of such worship is love and active kindness to all living creatures . Man , in its estimate , instead of being insignificant even to nothingness , is a creature of unutterable ...
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... once diminish the sum of the physical wants , and produce for them an abundant supply , and so unite in multiplying inducements to quietude and inaction . Now these several causes combined , go far , we think , toward ac- counting for ...
... once diminish the sum of the physical wants , and produce for them an abundant supply , and so unite in multiplying inducements to quietude and inaction . Now these several causes combined , go far , we think , toward ac- counting for ...
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... once again my bosom sting : And most I feared the passions ' might In springs fresh morn of rosy light , When all creation wears his hue , And bathes in Love's delicious dew ; When courting birds throng every grove , And flowers , far ...
... once again my bosom sting : And most I feared the passions ' might In springs fresh morn of rosy light , When all creation wears his hue , And bathes in Love's delicious dew ; When courting birds throng every grove , And flowers , far ...
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... once it haps , ' t will hap again , What mortal nature can refrain To watch , despite the sacred place , That tempting sight , a lovely face ? Young hearts , beware ! that dread a wound , For even the church is dangerous ground , When ...
... once it haps , ' t will hap again , What mortal nature can refrain To watch , despite the sacred place , That tempting sight , a lovely face ? Young hearts , beware ! that dread a wound , For even the church is dangerous ground , When ...
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... once essay to go , Its cold would freeze the little god . Fool ! fool ! with all my previous pain , To rush into the trap again , But now , farewell to love and thee ! The world has nobler aims for me : Enough , enough ; henceforth we ...
... once essay to go , Its cold would freeze the little god . Fool ! fool ! with all my previous pain , To rush into the trap again , But now , farewell to love and thee ! The world has nobler aims for me : Enough , enough ; henceforth we ...
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Страница 419 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.
Страница 443 - There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
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Страница 444 - ... which he might be extricated. He then told me that he had a novel ready for the press, which he produced to me. I looked into it, and saw its merit; told the landlady I should soon return, and having gone to a bookseller sold it for sixty pounds. I brought Goldsmith the money, and he discharged his rent, not without rating his landlady in a high tone for having used him so ill.
Страница 419 - Week in. week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low.
Страница 444 - Goldsmith that he was in great distress, and as it was not in his power to come to me, begging that I would come to him as soon as possible. I sent him a guinea, and promised to come to him directly.
Страница 443 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school.
Страница 419 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! ENDYMION.
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