The Oasis: Or, Golden Leaves of FriendshipN. L. Ferguson N. L. Dayton, 1852 - 256 oldal |
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... look of intelligence which makes the eye appear as the index of the soul ; and without that charm there is little permanent satisfaction in the mere brilliancy of the eye , or in the most exquisitely moulded features . When we look upon ...
... look of intelligence which makes the eye appear as the index of the soul ; and without that charm there is little permanent satisfaction in the mere brilliancy of the eye , or in the most exquisitely moulded features . When we look upon ...
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... look upon a well - dressed woman ; and who does not ? unless it be some miserly cur- mudgeon , to whom the rustle of a new bank note is vastly more pleasing than that of silks and satins -the only music for his ear - though indeed your ...
... look upon a well - dressed woman ; and who does not ? unless it be some miserly cur- mudgeon , to whom the rustle of a new bank note is vastly more pleasing than that of silks and satins -the only music for his ear - though indeed your ...
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... look well . " Now , have you not noticed that they who are a little fond of dress — something tasteful as to cut and color , neat and trim - are generally the best housekeepers ? And no great marvel . She who studies neatness , order ...
... look well . " Now , have you not noticed that they who are a little fond of dress — something tasteful as to cut and color , neat and trim - are generally the best housekeepers ? And no great marvel . She who studies neatness , order ...
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... look to our streets ; but then , all these would be laid aside the moment we entered our own doors . We should don " our best , " and sit down at our firesides pleased with ourselves and with each other . The tempta- tion , too , to go ...
... look to our streets ; but then , all these would be laid aside the moment we entered our own doors . We should don " our best , " and sit down at our firesides pleased with ourselves and with each other . The tempta- tion , too , to go ...
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... looks benignly blend The sire , the son , the husband , brother , friend . Here woman reigns ; the mother , daughter , wife , Strews with fresh flowers the narrow way of life ; In the clear heaven of her delighted eye , An angel guard ...
... looks benignly blend The sire , the son , the husband , brother , friend . Here woman reigns ; the mother , daughter , wife , Strews with fresh flowers the narrow way of life ; In the clear heaven of her delighted eye , An angel guard ...
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217. oldal - 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...
236. oldal - I forget the hallowed grove where by the winding Ayr we met, to live one day of parting love! Eternity will not efface those records dear of transports past; thy image at our last embrace — ah! little thought we 'twas our last! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, o'erhung with wild woods...
236. oldal - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care : Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.
208. oldal - It is not that my lot is low, That bids this silent tear to flow; It is not grief that bids me moan; It is that I am all alone. In woods and glens I love to roam, When the tired hedger hies him home; Or by the woodland pool to rest, When pale the star looks on its breast. Yet when the silent evening sighs, With hallow'd airs and symphonies, My spirit takes another tone, And sighs that it is all alone.
159. oldal - I know nothing that could, in this view, be said better, than " do unto others as ye would that others should do unto you...
98. oldal - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
232. oldal - My Highland lassie was a warm-hearted, charming young creature as ever blessed a man with generous love. After a pretty long tract of the most ardent reciprocal attachment, we met by appointment on the second Sunday of May, in a sequestered spot by the banks of Ayr, where we spent the day in taking...
37. oldal - An angel-guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fire-side pleasures gambol at her feet. Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found? " Art thou a man — a patriot ? look around, O thou shalt find, howe'er thy footsteps roam, That land thy country, and that spot thy home.
160. oldal - If any man lack wisdom, let him ask of God, who giveth liberally and upbraideth not.
232. oldal - Again ye have heard that it hath been said by them of old time, Thou shalt not, forswear thyself, but shalt perform unto the Lord thine oaths...