Merry's Gems of Prose and PoetryH. Dayton, 1860 - 240 oldal |
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13. oldal
... come thronging up from the days of childhood often as we re - visit it in the after years . The dear Old Homestead - where we first saw the light and first learned to know the looks and tones of love - where kind parents watched over us ...
... come thronging up from the days of childhood often as we re - visit it in the after years . The dear Old Homestead - where we first saw the light and first learned to know the looks and tones of love - where kind parents watched over us ...
15. oldal
... come back upon memory as I open the door - the prayer - meetings , the social gatherings of family friends , the thanksgiving parties , the birth- day festivals , and the eager gathering of the whole group to listen to the last letter ...
... come back upon memory as I open the door - the prayer - meetings , the social gatherings of family friends , the thanksgiving parties , the birth- day festivals , and the eager gathering of the whole group to listen to the last letter ...
17. oldal
... come unbidden to my hook , thus giving him opportunily to grow worthy of the dignity of being eaten . Well do I remember how my venerated father valued his brook , talking of it as his " meat - tub in the meadow , " and how he was ...
... come unbidden to my hook , thus giving him opportunily to grow worthy of the dignity of being eaten . Well do I remember how my venerated father valued his brook , talking of it as his " meat - tub in the meadow , " and how he was ...
18. oldal
... comes , as fine and plump a fel- low as ever gladdened the eye of old Izaac . They knew me they did . In half an hour I was on my way up with a goodly string of them , all eager to be broiled for my breakfast . - The old school - house ...
... comes , as fine and plump a fel- low as ever gladdened the eye of old Izaac . They knew me they did . In half an hour I was on my way up with a goodly string of them , all eager to be broiled for my breakfast . - The old school - house ...
26. oldal
... mother , " said Julia . " How came Brutus in the parlor ? " asked Mrs. Carlton . " He came in - at - the - open door - I suppose , ' stammered Julia . " " " Brutus knows he is not permitted to come into 26 MERRY'S BOOK OF GEMS OF.
... mother , " said Julia . " How came Brutus in the parlor ? " asked Mrs. Carlton . " He came in - at - the - open door - I suppose , ' stammered Julia . " " " Brutus knows he is not permitted to come into 26 MERRY'S BOOK OF GEMS OF.
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111. oldal - Only waiting till the shadows Are a little longer grown ; Only waiting till the glimmer Of the day's last beam is flown ; Then from out the gathered darkness, Holy, deathless stars shall rise, By whose light my soul shall gladly Tread its pathway to the skies.
177. oldal - Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep ; If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take ; And this I ask for Jesus
150. oldal - When you shall return to your country with a good character, you cannot fail of getting into some business that will in time enable you to pay all your debts. In that case, when you meet with another honest man in similar distress, you must pay me by lending this sum to him ; enjoining him to discharge the debt by a like operation, when he shall be able, and shall meet with such another opportunity. I hope it may thus go through many hands before it meets with a knave that will stop its progress.
18. oldal - You'd scarce expect one of my age, To speak in public on the stage ; And if I chance to fall below Demosthenes or Cicero, Don't view me with a critic's eye, But pass my imperfections by. Large streams from little fountains flow; Tall oaks from little acorns grow...
112. oldal - Till the night of earth is faded From the heart once full of day ; Till the stars of heaven are breaking Through the twilight soft and gray.
117. oldal - Resolve to edge in a little reading every day, if it is but a single sentence. If you gain fifteen minutes a day, it will make itself felt at the end of the year.
100. oldal - Of outward obstacles, opposing ought. Poor patriots ! — partly purchased, partly pressed, — Quite quaking, quickly " Quarter ! quarter ! " 'quest. Reason returns, religious right redounds, Suwarrow stops such sanguinary sounds. Truce to thee, Turkey !— Triumph to thy train...
172. oldal - If you find your task is hard, Try, try again; Time will bring you your reward, Try, try again; All that other folks can do, Why, with patience, should not you? Only keep this rule in view; TRY, TRY AGAIN.
135. oldal - ... up, and his horse began to run away. In the midst of the old man's trouble, there rushed by him, with loud shouts, a large party of boys, in a sleigh drawn by six horses. ' Turn out ! turn out, old fellow ! — Give us the road, old boy! — What will you take for your pony, old daddy' — Go it, frozen-nose! — What's the price of oats ? ' — were the various cries that met his ear. 10. " ' Pray do not frighten my horse!
122. oldal - Why do we live or die ? Who knows that secret deep ? Alas, not I ! Why doth the violet spring Unseen by human eye ? Why do the radiant seasons bring Sweet thoughts that quickly fly ? Why do our fond hearts cling To things that die ? We toil — through pain and wrong ; We fight— and fly; We love...