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172. oldal - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept. Were toiling upward in the night.
46. oldal - It sits besides the cradle patient hours, Whose sole contentment is to watch and love ; It bendeth o'er the death-bed, and conceals Its own despair with words of faith and hope. Life has nought else that may supply its place : Void is ambition, cold is vanity, And wealth an empty glitter, without love.
172. oldal - Stick to your aim ; the mongrel's hold will slip, But only crowbars loose the bulldog's grip ; Small...
176. oldal - Little by little," said a thoughtful boy, " Moment by moment, I'll well employ, Learning a little every day, And not spending all my time in play ; And still this rule in my mind shall dwell, ' Whatever I do, I will do it well.' Little by little, I'll learn to know The treasured wisdom of long ago ; And, one of these days, perhaps, we'll see That the world will be the better for me.
147. oldal - Vermont, 1791. Kentucky, 1792. Tennessee, 1796. Ohio, 1802. Louisiana, 1812. Indiana, 1816. Mississippi. 1817. Illinois, 1818. Alabama, 1819. Maine, 1820. Missouri, 1821. Arkansas, 1836. Michigan, 1837. Florida, 1845. Texas, 1845. Iowa, 1846. Wisconsin, 1848. California, 1850.
xxiii. oldal - George the First was always reckoned Vile, but viler George the Second ; And what mortal ever heard Any good of George the Third ? When from earth the Fourth descended God be praised, the Georges ended ! WS Landor.
49. oldal - When sorrow rends the heart, when feverish pain Wrings the hot drops of anguish from the brow; To soothe the soul, to cool the burning brain...
48. oldal - Not she with traitorous kiss her Saviour stung, Not she denied him with unholy tongue ; She, while apostles shrank, could danger brave, Last at his cross, and earliest at his grave.
175. oldal - Up in the air sprung a tiny shoot. Day after day, and year after year, Little by little the leaves appear ; And the slender branches spread far and wide, Till the mighty oak is the forest's pride. Far down in the depths of the dark...
33. oldal - ... from shore to shore. Startle not, my friends, at the lightning pace of the pilgrim's steed. He is sure to win the race — naught stops him in his destiny ; when danger lurks in his pathway, he turns high his head and snorts a proud defiance at the precipice that would have ruined him, and plunges on to victory. * * * Young America is only another edition of Old England, in a binding peculiar to the New World. Young John Bull in his shirt sleeves, working with an energy that commands success.

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