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... silent Washington , who could conquer the mighty , and found the greatest empire in the world , how would a D'Israeli confound thee in utterance . Oh ! taciturn Brutus , who could make Rome illustrious , and efface Carthage from earth's ...
... silent Washington , who could conquer the mighty , and found the greatest empire in the world , how would a D'Israeli confound thee in utterance . Oh ! taciturn Brutus , who could make Rome illustrious , and efface Carthage from earth's ...
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... silence ? It is Chris- tian joy that makes the heart fear God . " - Lombez . " THE history of the Saxon princes is but the scuffling of kites and crows . " David Hume . FORCE OF EXAMPLE . " DURING the minority of reason , imitation is ...
... silence ? It is Chris- tian joy that makes the heart fear God . " - Lombez . " THE history of the Saxon princes is but the scuffling of kites and crows . " David Hume . FORCE OF EXAMPLE . " DURING the minority of reason , imitation is ...
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... silent wait For a foaming wave , and a wind that's late ; The treasures cast on a rocky shore , From the stranded ships that sail no more And hopes that follow the shining seas , Oh the ocean wide shall win all these When the tide goes ...
... silent wait For a foaming wave , and a wind that's late ; The treasures cast on a rocky shore , From the stranded ships that sail no more And hopes that follow the shining seas , Oh the ocean wide shall win all these When the tide goes ...
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... silence for the clime that is unseen . " Tholuck . AN AUTUMNAL REFLECTION . WALTER SAVAGE LANDER says : " The damps of au- tumn sink into the leaves , and prepare them for the necessity of their fall ; and thus insensibly are we , as ...
... silence for the clime that is unseen . " Tholuck . AN AUTUMNAL REFLECTION . WALTER SAVAGE LANDER says : " The damps of au- tumn sink into the leaves , and prepare them for the necessity of their fall ; and thus insensibly are we , as ...
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... silent things Are breathing the deep beauty of the world , Kneel at its simple altar . " N. P. Willis . " BEHOLD , the everlasting yawn confess The unutter'd misery of idleness . ” Pope . TRUE COURAGE . " THE brave man is not he who ...
... silent things Are breathing the deep beauty of the world , Kneel at its simple altar . " N. P. Willis . " BEHOLD , the everlasting yawn confess The unutter'd misery of idleness . ” Pope . TRUE COURAGE . " THE brave man is not he who ...
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Page 165 - To pass from theological and philosophical truth to the truth of civil business, it will be acknowledged, even by those that practise it not, that clear and round dealing is the honour of man's nature ; and that mixture of falsehood is like alloy in coin of gold and silver, which may make the metal work the better, but it embaseth it...
Page 72 - Again, ye have heard that it hath been said by them of old time, Thou shalt not forswear thyself, but shalt perform unto the Lord thine oaths : but I say unto you, Swear not at all : neither by heaven ; for it is God's throne : nor by the earth ; for it is his footstool...
Page 84 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean— roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown.
Page 6 - O how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven, O how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven ! These charms shall work thy soul's eternal health, And love, and gentleness, and joy impart.
Page 83 - WE knew it would rain, for all the morn A spirit on slender ropes of mist Was lowering its golden buckets down Into the vapory amethyst Of marshes and swamps and dismal fens, — Scooping the dew that lay in the flowers, Dipping the jewels out of the sea, To sprinkle them over the land in showers.
Page 84 - There is a river in the ocean. In the severest droughts it never fails, and in the mightiest floods it never overflows. Its banks and its bottom are of cold water, while its current is of warm. The Gulf of Mexico is its fountain, and its mouth is in the Arctic Seas.. It is the Gulf Stream.
Page 137 - O eloquent, just, and mighty Death \ whom none could advise, thou hast persuaded ; what none hath dared, thou hast done ; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised ; thou hast drawn together all the far-stretched greatness, all the pride, cruelty, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hie jacet...
Page 189 - She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there!
Page 143 - With dying hand the rudder held, Till, in his fall, with fateful sway, The steerage of the realm gave way ! Then, while on Britain's thousand plains, One unpolluted church remains, Whose peaceful bells ne'er sent around The bloody tocsin's maddening sound, But still, upon the hallow'd day, Convoke the swains to praise and pray ; While faith and civil peace are dear, Grace this cold marble with a tear, He who preserved them, PITT, lies here...
Page 189 - How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.