Memories of MertonSmith, Elder and Company, 1861 - 158 pages |
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... Hath smitten , scatter'd that dear household band Whose unity was never touch'd before . Blame not the verse , my friend , if banishment Hath made me rather turn unto the past Than to what is or shall be - temperate sadness Best suits ...
... Hath smitten , scatter'd that dear household band Whose unity was never touch'd before . Blame not the verse , my friend , if banishment Hath made me rather turn unto the past Than to what is or shall be - temperate sadness Best suits ...
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... Hath closed on me for ever ! Though late years Have made familiar pomp which not endears , And intellect that awes , I yearn apart For the fresh blossoms of the opening heart , And Love's voice , filling not alone the ears . So when I ...
... Hath closed on me for ever ! Though late years Have made familiar pomp which not endears , And intellect that awes , I yearn apart For the fresh blossoms of the opening heart , And Love's voice , filling not alone the ears . So when I ...
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... hath cleft Locks , bars , and chains , that saved thy tomes from May Time , a surer robber , spare thine age , And reverence each huge black - lettered page , Of real boards and gilt - stamp'd leather reft . Long may ambitious student ...
... hath cleft Locks , bars , and chains , that saved thy tomes from May Time , a surer robber , spare thine age , And reverence each huge black - lettered page , Of real boards and gilt - stamp'd leather reft . Long may ambitious student ...
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... Art , The Giant now hath half pluck'd from Death's dart Its feather ; all portray'd the vanished soul- Doth it not hint of origin divine ? Polite Education- Words . " Here , therefore , is 6 VI . VI The Art of Writing.
... Art , The Giant now hath half pluck'd from Death's dart Its feather ; all portray'd the vanished soul- Doth it not hint of origin divine ? Polite Education- Words . " Here , therefore , is 6 VI . VI The Art of Writing.
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... hath refined , Best govern'd , or made wealthiest mankind ; And every sister Art which beautifies Our social life , or any want supplies . The University Commission . " For not to know at 8 VIII . Polite Education-Things.
... hath refined , Best govern'd , or made wealthiest mankind ; And every sister Art which beautifies Our social life , or any want supplies . The University Commission . " For not to know at 8 VIII . Polite Education-Things.
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Page 117 - For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut doWn, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease. Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground ; yet, through the scent of water it will bnd, and bring forth boughs like a plant.
Page 76 - And it came to pass, as they still went on, and talked, that, behold, there appeared a chariot of fire, and horses of fire, and parted them both asunder; and Elijah went up by a whirlwind into heaven. And Elisha saw it, and he cried, My father, my father, the chariot of Israel, and the horsemen thereof.
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