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Pagina 20
... admiration and sincere attachment . The fruits of such la- bors , and of such a Christian character , were soon abun- dantly manifested . The bounds of his Parish were greatly enlarged , his congregation soon overflowed , and it became ...
... admiration and sincere attachment . The fruits of such la- bors , and of such a Christian character , were soon abun- dantly manifested . The bounds of his Parish were greatly enlarged , his congregation soon overflowed , and it became ...
Pagina 23
... admiration for such a character - who would desire a more enviable lot than his ? Enjoying for fifty - four years ... admirable address on the quali fications for that holy rite - in the evening he attended ser- vice again ; and after a ...
... admiration for such a character - who would desire a more enviable lot than his ? Enjoying for fifty - four years ... admirable address on the quali fications for that holy rite - in the evening he attended ser- vice again ; and after a ...
Pagina 26
... admiration , odious stays to compress it into the present wasp- you may ; and it is , that , to my perception and like and disgusting smallness . Thus much may be taste , nothing seems wanting . If my sight be thus easy to describe ...
... admiration , odious stays to compress it into the present wasp- you may ; and it is , that , to my perception and like and disgusting smallness . Thus much may be taste , nothing seems wanting . If my sight be thus easy to describe ...
Pagina 27
... admiration , or one just tribute of praise long established customs in society , and how com- offered at the shrine of such radiant loveliness ; but pletely uncompromising she is in her acts of defi- it was the disappointment of ...
... admiration , or one just tribute of praise long established customs in society , and how com- offered at the shrine of such radiant loveliness ; but pletely uncompromising she is in her acts of defi- it was the disappointment of ...
Pagina 28
... admiration , which smote him sorely . But when he drew near her in close con- verse , all were forgotten under the influence of her intoxicating beauty . Never was a planet more steadily followed by satellites than Evelyn was by her ...
... admiration , which smote him sorely . But when he drew near her in close con- verse , all were forgotten under the influence of her intoxicating beauty . Never was a planet more steadily followed by satellites than Evelyn was by her ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 23 - The voice at midnight came, He started up to hear ; A mortal arrow pierced his frame — He fell, but felt no fear.
Pagina 41 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile, she dreams awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Pagina 57 - MAIDENHOOD. mAIDEN ! with the meek brown eyes, In whose orbs a shadow lies, Like the dusk in evening skies ! Thou whose locks outshine the sun, Golden tresses, wreathed in one, As the braided streamlets run ! Standing, with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet...
Pagina 247 - But to the hero, when his sword Has won the battle for the free. Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word; And in its hollow tones are heard The thanks of millions yet to be. Come when his task of fame is wrought; Come with her laurel-leaf...
Pagina 40 - While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd, With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon, Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez, and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon.
Pagina 153 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Pagina 302 - And wi' the lave ilk merry morn Could rank my rig and lass, Still shearing, and clearing The tither stocked raw, Wi' claivers, an' haivers, Wearing the day awa : Ev'n then a wish, (I mind its power,) A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast ; That I for poor auld Scotland's sake, Some usefu' plan, or beuk could make, Or sing a sang at least.
Pagina 41 - St Agnes' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith...
Pagina 82 - No, faith, not a jot ; but to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it: As thus; Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth to dust ; the dust is earth ; of earth we make loam : And why of that loam, whereto he was converted, might they not stop a beer-barrel...
Pagina 245 - Strong sense, deep feeling, passions strong, A hate of tyrant and of knave, A love of right, a scorn of wrong, Of coward and of slave ; A kind, true heart, a spirit high, That could not fear and would not bow, Were written in his manly eye And on his manly brow.