The Cottage on the Cliff: A Seaside Story

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516. oldal - Cease then, nor order imperfection name : Our proper bliss depends on what we blame. Know thy own point : This kind, this due degree Of blindness, weakness, heaven bestows on thee. Submit. — In this, or any other sphere, Secure to be as blest as thou canst bear : Safe in the hand of one disposing pow'r, Or in the natal, or the mortal hour.
158. oldal - And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep ; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep...
516. oldal - All nature is but art, unknown to thee; All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of pride in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, whatever is, is right.
387. oldal - She speaks, yet she says nothing: what of that? Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
206. oldal - It was a wild and breaker-beaten coast, With cliffs above, and a broad sandy shore, Guarded by shoals and rocks as by an host, With here and there a creek, whose aspect wore A better welcome to the tempest-tost, And rarely ceased the haughty billow's roar, Save on the dead long summer days, which make The outstretch'd Ocean glitter like a lake.
404. oldal - A man whom both the waters and the wind, In that vast tennis-court, have made the ball For them to play upon, entreats you pity him; He asks of you, that never used to beg.
221. oldal - Which have been suffer'd, and can ne'er return? Those that have weather'da tempestuous night, And find a calm approaching with the light, Will not, unless their reason they disown, Still make those dangers present that are gone.
325. oldal - Leonora. Yes, sire, such welcome gives As when upon the dark blank world the sun Pours forth his beams ; when undistinguished space Grows rich with meaning ; hill, and lake, and plain Glitter in new-born light, and hail the day...
439. oldal - HEAR what Highland Nora said, — ' ' The Earlie's son I will not wed, Should all the race of nature die, And none be left but he and I. For all the gold, for all the gear, And all the lands both far and near, That ever valour lost or won, I would not wed the Earlie's son.
31. oldal - Sundays: — O you must wear your rue with a difference. — There's a daisy: — 1 would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died: — they say he made a good end, — [Sings] For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.

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