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... thought they would at least do no injury , and might possibly serve to render more apparent the beauty of others , by contrast , as the brightest stars in the firma- ment seem more brilliant when compared with the small twinklers that ...
... thought they would at least do no injury , and might possibly serve to render more apparent the beauty of others , by contrast , as the brightest stars in the firma- ment seem more brilliant when compared with the small twinklers that ...
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... 504 Theatre 17 World 505 Thief . 201 Worth · 242 Thirst 490 Writers 60 Thought 402 Wrong . 347 Time 490 Y. Timidity 492 Youth 121 Titles . 35 Token 492 Z. Terture 165 Zeal ... 235 POETICAL QUOTATIONS . ABSENCE . THOUGH absent , present in.
... 504 Theatre 17 World 505 Thief . 201 Worth · 242 Thirst 490 Writers 60 Thought 402 Wrong . 347 Time 490 Y. Timidity 492 Youth 121 Titles . 35 Token 492 Z. Terture 165 Zeal ... 235 POETICAL QUOTATIONS . ABSENCE . THOUGH absent , present in.
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... the powers of language prove , Language , that slow interpreter of love ! Souls paired like ours , like ours to union wrought , Converse by silent sympathy of thought . PATTISON . 14 ABSENCE . When I think of my own native ( 13 )
... the powers of language prove , Language , that slow interpreter of love ! Souls paired like ours , like ours to union wrought , Converse by silent sympathy of thought . PATTISON . 14 ABSENCE . When I think of my own native ( 13 )
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... thought ; Bending a pinion for the deeper sky , And , in the very fetters of your flesh , Mating with the pure essences of heaven . Ambition is the germ , N. P. WILLIS . From which all growth of nobleness proceeds . THOMAS DUNN ENGLISH ...
... thought ; Bending a pinion for the deeper sky , And , in the very fetters of your flesh , Mating with the pure essences of heaven . Ambition is the germ , N. P. WILLIS . From which all growth of nobleness proceeds . THOMAS DUNN ENGLISH ...
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... thought . SOMERVILE'S Chase . The snappish cur Close at my heel with yelping treble flies . POPE . The hare , timorous of heart , and hard beset By death in various forms , dark snares , and dogs , And more unpitying man . THOMSON's ...
... thought . SOMERVILE'S Chase . The snappish cur Close at my heel with yelping treble flies . POPE . The hare , timorous of heart , and hard beset By death in various forms , dark snares , and dogs , And more unpitying man . THOMSON's ...
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AARON HILL beauty BEN JONSON bliss blush bosom breast breath bright brow BUTLER'S Hudibras BYRON'S Childe Harold BYRON'S Corsair BYRON'S Don Juan BYRON'S Giaour CARLOS WILCOX CHARLES SPRAGUE charms cheek clouds Comus COWPER COWPER'S Task dark death doth dreams DRYDEN earth Essay on Criticism fair fame fate fear feel FITZ-GREEN HALLECK flowers fools GAY's Fables glory gold grace grief hath heart heaven honour hope hour immortal J. T. WATSON JOANNA BAILLIE life's light live lov'd man's Margaret of Anjou MILTON'S Comus MILTON'S Paradise Lost mind MOORE N. P. WILLIS ne'er never o'er pain Paradise Lost Parisina passion pleasure POPE POPE'S Essay praise SHAKSPEARE shine Siege of Corinth sigh smile soft sorrow soul SPENSER'S Fairy Queen spirit SPRAGUE'S Curiosity sweet tears thee thine things THOMSON'S Seasons thro virtue weep WELBY wind young YOUNG'S Night Thoughts youth
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Page 479 - 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. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Page 153 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Page 342 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
Page 457 - And, as a bird each fond endearment tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way. Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain, by turns dismay'd, The reverend champion stood. At his control, Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Page 389 - Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw: Some livelier plaything gives his youth delight, A little louder, but as empty quite: Scarfs, garters, gold, amuse his riper stage, And beads and prayer-books are the toys of age: Pleased with this bauble still, as that before; Till tired he sleeps, and life's poor play is o'er.
Page 85 - PITY the sorrows of a poor old man, Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door. Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span, Oh ! give relief and heaven will bless your store.
Page 297 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
Page 173 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Page 227 - That call'd them from their native walks away ; When the poor exiles, every pleasure past, Hung round the bowers, and fondly look'd their...
Page 420 - First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchang'd, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of Art. Art from that fund each just supply provides, Works without show, and without pomp presides: In some fair body thus th...