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Seite 160 - O, woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, • A ministering angel thou...
Seite 159 - ... shall ever prevail so far over me." " I know in whom I have believed ;" I am not ignorant whose precious blood hath been shed for me ; I have a Shepherd full of kindness, full of care, and full of power...
Seite 58 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
Seite 192 - A royal messenger he came, Though most unworthy of the name. A letter forged ! Saint Jude to speed ! Did ever knight so foul a deed ! At first in heart it liked me ill, When the king praised his clerkly skill. Thanks to Saint Bothan, son of mine, Save Gawain, ne'er could pen a line : So swore I, and I swear it still, Let my boy-bishop fret his fill.
Seite 70 - The bride kissed the goblet ; the knight took it up ; He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lip, and a tear in her eye.
Seite 56 - Long, long be my heart with such memories filled ! Like the vase, in which roses have once been distilled — You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will. But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Seite 69 - Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears Her noblest work she classes, O; Her prentice han' she tried on man, An
Seite 198 - To those whose hearts have been awakened to a sense of his unspeakable power and holiness, who feel that it is a fearful tiling to fall into the hands of the living God...