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... Unbelief 284 Understanding 285 285 285 Tact and Talent 260 Talent and Genius 261 V Talking 261 Taxation 261 Vanity 286 Tear 262 Vice 286 Tell - Tales 263 Village Churchyard . 287 Temperance 263 Village Life 289 INDEX TO SUBJECTS . XV.
... Unbelief 284 Understanding 285 285 285 Tact and Talent 260 Talent and Genius 261 V Talking 261 Taxation 261 Vanity 286 Tear 262 Vice 286 Tell - Tales 263 Village Churchyard . 287 Temperance 263 Village Life 289 INDEX TO SUBJECTS . XV.
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... tell you , kinsman ; Learn to be wise , and practise how to thrive ; That would I have you do ; and not to spend Your coin on every bauble that you fancy , Or every foolish brain that humours you . I would not have you to invade each ...
... tell you , kinsman ; Learn to be wise , and practise how to thrive ; That would I have you do ; and not to spend Your coin on every bauble that you fancy , Or every foolish brain that humours you . I would not have you to invade each ...
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... tell Sweet visions that flow from a fount of love , To mingle with all that is pure above . It dwells with the one whose pitying eye Looks out on the world in charity ; Whose generous hand delights to heal The wounds that suffering ...
... tell Sweet visions that flow from a fount of love , To mingle with all that is pure above . It dwells with the one whose pitying eye Looks out on the world in charity ; Whose generous hand delights to heal The wounds that suffering ...
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... Tell me , don't you love them , Merry little birds ? A. D. in Family Herald . The birds , great Nature's happy commoners , That haunt in woods , and meads , and flowery gardens , Rifle the sweets , and taste the choicest fruits ; Yet ...
... Tell me , don't you love them , Merry little birds ? A. D. in Family Herald . The birds , great Nature's happy commoners , That haunt in woods , and meads , and flowery gardens , Rifle the sweets , and taste the choicest fruits ; Yet ...
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... tell them to find me a grave when I die , Where no marble will shut out the glorious sky ; Let them give me a tomb where the daisy will bloom , Where the moon will shine down , and the leveret pass by ; But be sure there's a tree ...
... tell them to find me a grave when I die , Where no marble will shut out the glorious sky ; Let them give me a tomb where the daisy will bloom , Where the moon will shine down , and the leveret pass by ; But be sure there's a tree ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 85 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend. This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall : Lord of himself, though not of lands, And, having nothing, yet hath all.
Seite 17 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Seite 45 - Happy the man*, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter, fire.
Seite 204 - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly...
Seite 75 - tis He alone Decidedly can try us; He knows each chord, — its various tone, Each spring, — its various bias: Then at the balance let's be mute; We never can adjust it; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Seite 266 - The only point where human bliss stands still, And tastes the good without the fall to ill ; Where only merit constant pay receives, Is...
Seite 117 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar - for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard! - May none those marks efface! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Seite 229 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Seite 17 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Seite 204 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...