A Thousand Lines: Now First Offered to the World We Live inJ. Hatchard & Son, 1845 - 60 oldal |
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6. oldal
... tearing Delicate tissues of thoughts and of things ; - Call me not ! -your cruel voice will be scaring Flocks of young visions on gossamer wings : Leave me , O leave me , —for in your rude presence Nothing of all my bright world can ...
... tearing Delicate tissues of thoughts and of things ; - Call me not ! -your cruel voice will be scaring Flocks of young visions on gossamer wings : Leave me , O leave me , —for in your rude presence Nothing of all my bright world can ...
15. oldal
... tear on thy cheek : It is well , -thou art humbled , and silent , and meek : Now , courage again ! and , with peril to cope , Gird thee with vigour , and helm thee with hope ! For life , good youth , hath never an ill Which hope cannot ...
... tear on thy cheek : It is well , -thou art humbled , and silent , and meek : Now , courage again ! and , with peril to cope , Gird thee with vigour , and helm thee with hope ! For life , good youth , hath never an ill Which hope cannot ...
42. oldal
... tears , For all thy prayers , and hope , and faith - and fears , With that best treasure of consummate joy A childless wife alone can fully tell How sorely long withheld - her first - born boy : This blessing is from heav'n ; to heav'n ...
... tears , For all thy prayers , and hope , and faith - and fears , With that best treasure of consummate joy A childless wife alone can fully tell How sorely long withheld - her first - born boy : This blessing is from heav'n ; to heav'n ...
44. oldal
... tear , - Hope , by turns , beguiling , Or her haggard brother , Fear . But , if in joy thou praisest The generous Hand that gave , — And if in woe thou raisest The prayer that He may save ; Thy griefs shall seem all pleasure , As the ...
... tear , - Hope , by turns , beguiling , Or her haggard brother , Fear . But , if in joy thou praisest The generous Hand that gave , — And if in woe thou raisest The prayer that He may save ; Thy griefs shall seem all pleasure , As the ...
51. oldal
... tears shall flow : Cruel hour , to tear them so From all they cherished long ago . Fare ye well , fare ye well ! To joy and to hope it sounds as a knell : Cruel tale it were to tell How the emigrant sighs farewell . Far away , far away ...
... tears shall flow : Cruel hour , to tear them so From all they cherished long ago . Fare ye well , fare ye well ! To joy and to hope it sounds as a knell : Cruel tale it were to tell How the emigrant sighs farewell . Far away , far away ...
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A Thousand Lines: Now First Offered to the World We Live In (1845) Martin Farquhar Tupper Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2008 |
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66 My mind Art thou beautiful brain bitter blessing bliss boast bright sphere Britannia buoyant byegones call'd my Home calm clime Conqueror over sea Cruel dark deep dreams dreams,—what know dull Eureka evermore faithless fear fellow-men foam foes forgive and forget friendly and frank gallant gladly glorious God's Hail hand hath heart heaven heroes and kings highest in rank hope Hush,-for king of Thought kingdom live-and look man's neglect mingled the cup morn Muse MUSIC myriad host nature's own Nobleman Never give o'er pain peace peril place I call'd pleasure postman praise prayer proud realm reign royal soul Rule Sad and sore SAVOY STREET sceptre scorn sea and shore Serfs shine SLOTH Slumber SONG spirit stand strife sublime sung sweet tear thine things thou art Thrilling throne Thy pride to-day tongue truth vext Wakes Watching watchword of Never wealth wise woes yearn yore young
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28. oldal - Yes, yes ; let a man, when his enemy weeps, Be quick to receive him, a friend ; For thus on his head in kindness he heaps Hot coals, — to refine and amend ; And hearts that are Christian more eagerly yearn, As a nurse on her innocent pet, Over lips that, once bitter, to penitence turn, And whisper, Forgive and forget. "MY MIND TO ME A KINGDOM IS...
6. oldal - A little more sleep, a little more slumber, a little " more folding of the hands to sleep.
21. oldal - Never give up! There are chances and changes Helping the hopeful a hundred to one; And, through the chaos, high Wisdom arranges Ever success, if you'll only hope on. Never give up ! for the wisest is boldest, Knowing that Providence mingles the cup; And of all maxims, the best, as the oldest, Is the true watchword of, " Never give up 1
20. oldal - NEVER GIVE UP! NEVER give up ! it is wiser and better Always to hope, than once to despair ; Fling off the load of Doubt's cankering fetter, And break the dark spell of tyrannical Care : Never give up ! or the burden may sink you ; Providence kindly has mingled the cup, And in all trials or troubles, bethink you, The watchword of life must be, Never give up...
21. oldal - Never give up ! though the grape-shot may rattle, Or the full thunder-cloud over you burst, Stand like a rock, — and the storm or the battle Little shall harm you, though doing their worst : Never give up ! if adversity presses, Providence wisely has mingled the cup, And the best counsel, in all your distresses, Is the stout watchword of Never give up ! THE SUN.
17. oldal - Tis not long since, — it cannot be long, — My years so soon were spent, Since I was a boy, both straight and strong, Yet now am I feeble and bent. A dream, a dream, — it is all a dream ! A strange, sad dream, good sooth ; For old as I am, and old as I seem, My heart is full of youth...
20. oldal - Never give up ! there are chances and changes Helping the hopeful, a hundred to one, And through the chaos High Wisdom arranges Ever success,— if you'll only hope on : Never give up ! for the wisest is boldest, Knowing that Providence...
26. oldal - WHEN streams of unkindness, as bitter as gall, Bubble up from the heart to the tongue, And meekness is writhing in torment and thrall, By the hands of Ingratitude wrung— In the heat of injustice, unwept and unfair, While the anguish is festering yet; None, none but an angel of God can declare "I now can forgive and forget.
19. oldal - The freest is first of the band, And Nature's own Nobleman, friendly and frank, Is a man with his heart in his hand ! Fearless in honesty, gentle yet just, He warmly can love, — and can hate ; Nor will he bow down with his face in the dust To Fashion's intolerant state : For best in good breeding, and highest in rank, Though lowly or poor in the land, Is Nature's own Nobleman, friendly and frank, The man with his heart in his hand...
26. oldal - When the cheek with contriti n is wet, And every one feels it is possible still, At once to forgive and forget. To forget? It is hard for a man with a mind, However his heart may forgive, To blot out all...