The Children's Bower; Or, What You Like, 1. kötetLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1858 |
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18. oldal
... grâce infinie , " to expose the horror of fanaticism , the injustice of all exaggera- tions , and upon the whole to take a cheerful and equitable view of the common things of life around us , —though what is contrary to all this he ...
... grâce infinie , " to expose the horror of fanaticism , the injustice of all exaggera- tions , and upon the whole to take a cheerful and equitable view of the common things of life around us , —though what is contrary to all this he ...
23. oldal
... grace not to belie the school he comes from , and not seek to disguise the facts relating to himself by trying to impart an unnatural tone to the whole of his com- position . For parts of it at least he must have a suit of sables ...
... grace not to belie the school he comes from , and not seek to disguise the facts relating to himself by trying to impart an unnatural tone to the whole of his com- position . For parts of it at least he must have a suit of sables ...
44. oldal
... grace allied , Amid their smiles and dimples dignified ; Fit countenance for the soul of primal truth , The bland composure of eternal youth . " For fifth , we may suppose that kind of boy which every one has met somewhere ; my Lord ...
... grace allied , Amid their smiles and dimples dignified ; Fit countenance for the soul of primal truth , The bland composure of eternal youth . " For fifth , we may suppose that kind of boy which every one has met somewhere ; my Lord ...
51. oldal
... grace having prepared the soul for receiving the seeds of virtue , we hear of faults only to dislike them , of religion only to venerate it , of God only to love Him ; when to each can be addressed these lines of the poet- " Thy dress ...
... grace having prepared the soul for receiving the seeds of virtue , we hear of faults only to dislike them , of religion only to venerate it , of God only to love Him ; when to each can be addressed these lines of the poet- " Thy dress ...
53. oldal
... grace renders divine men , and they are that without contrition or the shadow of remorse . " Guilty passion and cankering care Never have left their traces there . " Childhood , indeed , like nature , is fallen . Like the air we breathe ...
... grace renders divine men , and they are that without contrition or the shadow of remorse . " Guilty passion and cankering care Never have left their traces there . " Childhood , indeed , like nature , is fallen . Like the air we breathe ...
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110. oldal - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
2. oldal - twere with a defeated joy, With one auspicious and one dropping eye, With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage, In equal scale weighing delight and dole...
133. oldal - The season's glorious show, Nor would its brightness shine for me, Nor its wild music flow ; But if, around my place of sleep, The friends I love should come to weep, They might not haste to go. Soft airs, and song, and light, and bloom, Should keep them lingering by my tomb.
127. oldal - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
6. oldal - There, in that silent room below, The dead lay in his shroud of snow; And in the hush that followed the prayer, Was heard the old clock on the stair, — ' ' Forever — never ! Never — forever! " All are scattered now and fled, Some are married, some are dead; And when I ask, with throbs of pain, " Ah ! when shall they all meet again...
184. oldal - Shrink and consume my heart, as heat the scroll; And wrath has left its scar — that fire of hell Has left its frightful scar upon my soul. Yet though thou wear'st the glory of the sky, Wilt thou not keep the same beloved name, The same fair thoughtful brow, and gentle eye, Lovelier in heaven's sweet climate, yet the same...
124. oldal - Twill soon be Winter now. Robin, Robin Redbreast, O Robin dear! And what will this poor Robin do? For pinching days are near. The fireside for the cricket, The wheat-stack for the mouse, When trembling night-winds whistle And moan all round the house. The frosty ways like iron, The branches plumed with snow, — Alas! in Winter dead and dark, Where can poor Robin go? Robin, Robin Redbreast, O Robin dear! And a crumb of bread for Robin, His little heart to cheer!
140. oldal - When from thy cheerful eyes a ray Hath struck a bliss upon the day, A bliss that would not go away, A sweet fore-warning?
11. oldal - And last, Man's Life on earth, Glide to thy dim dominions, and are bound. Thou hast my better years ; Thou hast my earlier friends, the good, the kind, Yielded to thee with tears — The venerable form, the exalted mind. My spirit yearns to bring The lost ones back — yearns with desire intense, And struggles hard to wring Thy bolts apart, and pluck thy captives thence.
125. oldal - Busy, curious, thirsty fly, Drink with me, and drink as I ; Freely welcome to my cup, Couldst thou sip and sip it up. Make the most of life you may ; Life is short, and wears away. " Both alike are mine and thine, Hastening quick to their decline ; Thine's a summer, mine no more, Though repeated to threescore ; Threescore summers, when they're gone, Will appear as short as one.