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... LIGHT OF IT , THAT FRIENDS AND STRANGERS , KINSFOLK AND ACQUAINTANCE , THE NEEDY AND DEPENDENT , MAY DAILY BE ENRICHED BY THOUGHTFUL KINDNESS , THESE PAGES , WHOSE PROGRESS SHE HAS ENCOURAGED BY HER SYMPATHY , Are Affectionately ...
... LIGHT OF IT , THAT FRIENDS AND STRANGERS , KINSFOLK AND ACQUAINTANCE , THE NEEDY AND DEPENDENT , MAY DAILY BE ENRICHED BY THOUGHTFUL KINDNESS , THESE PAGES , WHOSE PROGRESS SHE HAS ENCOURAGED BY HER SYMPATHY , Are Affectionately ...
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... light , Max and I gazed on the wonders which opened at every turn upon our view . I had never been abroad after the ... lights amongst the shipping in the harbor , but long before our drive had ended we sat hushed . My head lay quietly ...
... light , Max and I gazed on the wonders which opened at every turn upon our view . I had never been abroad after the ... lights amongst the shipping in the harbor , but long before our drive had ended we sat hushed . My head lay quietly ...
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... lights and shadows of the earth , then lifted our eyes up to the open firmament . Earth limited our view of Heaven , it is ... light burst the bubble of our reverie . We found ourselves in the coach - yard of an old , strange , rambling ...
... lights and shadows of the earth , then lifted our eyes up to the open firmament . Earth limited our view of Heaven , it is ... light burst the bubble of our reverie . We found ourselves in the coach - yard of an old , strange , rambling ...
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... forge or from the red - hot metal . Their sense of beauty is awakened by admiration of the ruddy light , and of the sparks flying about in every direc- tion , striking the smith upon his brawny arms and OUR COUSIN VERONICA . 13.
... forge or from the red - hot metal . Their sense of beauty is awakened by admiration of the ruddy light , and of the sparks flying about in every direc- tion , striking the smith upon his brawny arms and OUR COUSIN VERONICA . 13.
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... light around the forge , with the blackness of the material , the person of the smith , and the dim dusk of the windowless smithy . There is a mysterious sense of creative power and strength , a sort of sympathy with human triumph over ...
... light around the forge , with the blackness of the material , the person of the smith , and the dim dusk of the windowless smithy . There is a mysterious sense of creative power and strength , a sort of sympathy with human triumph over ...
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Page 218 - That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees...
Page 25 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...
Page 223 - FORGET not yet the tried intent Of such a truth as I have meant ; My great travail so gladly spent, Forget not yet ! Forget not yet when first began The weary life ye know, since whan The suit, the service none tell can ; Forget not yet ! Forget not yet the great assays, The cruel wrong, the scornful ways, The painful patience in delays, Forget not yet ! Forget not ! oh ! forget not this, How long ago hath been, and is The mind that never meant amiss, Forget not yet...
Page 280 - If I did despise the cause of my man-servant or of my maid-servant when they contended with me ; what then shall I do when God riseth up? and when he visiteth, what shall I answer him? Did not he that made me in the womb, make him? and did not one fashion us in the womb?
Page 142 - THE STEAMBOAT SEE how yon flaming herald treads The ridged and rolling waves, As, crashing o'er their crested heads, She bows her surly slaves ! With foam before and fire behind, She rends the clinging sea, That flies before the roaring wind Beneath her hissing lee. The morning spray, like sea-born flowers, With heaped and glistening bells, Falls round her fast, in ringing showers, With every wave that swells ; And, burning o'er the midnight deep, In lurid fringes thrown, The living gems of ocean...
Page 232 - When at a play to laugh, or cry, Yet cannot tell the reason why; Never to hold her tongue a minute, While all she prates has nothing in it ; Whole hours can with a coxcomb sit, And take his nonsense all for wit ; Her learning mounts to read a song, But half the words pronouncing wrong ; • Has every repartee in store She spoke ten thousand times before...
Page 98 - THERE is a change — and I am poor; Your Love hath been, nor long ago, A Fountain at my fond Heart's door, Whose only business was to flow; And flow it did; not taking heed Of its own bounty, or my need.
Page 409 - To cast the fashion of uncertain evils; For, grant they be so, while they rest unknown, What need a man forestall his date of grief, And run to meet what he would most avoid? Or, if they be but false alarms of fear, How bitter is such self-delusion!
Page 213 - With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod, And spread the furrow for the seed we sow ; This is the field and Acre of our God. This is the place, where human harvests grow ! TO THE RIVER CHARLES.
Page 345 - Nor make our scanty pleasures less By pining at our state : And, even should misfortunes come, I here wha sit, hae met wi...