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Pagina 154 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Pagina 156 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so ; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Pagina 111 - And they reasoned with themselves, saying, If we shall say, From heaven ; he will say, Why then did ye not believe him ? 32.
Pagina 156 - And eloquence, native to famous wits Or hospitable, in her sweet recess, City or suburban, studious walks and shades. See there the olive grove of...
Pagina 183 - Handbook of the English Language. For the use of Students of the Universities and the Higher Classes in Schools. By RG Latham, MA MD &c.
Pagina 156 - See the sole bliss heaven could on all bestow ! Which who but feels can taste, but thinks can know : Yet poor with fortune, and with learning blind, The bad must miss, the good untaught will find : Slave to no sect, who takes no private road, But looks through nature up to nature's God ; Pursues that chain which links th...
Pagina 152 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school...
Pagina 125 - HENCE, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn, 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night-raven sings ; There under ebon shades, and low-browed rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.

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