The Early Life of Samuel RogersSmith, Elder, & Company, 1887 - 461 pages |
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... heard of , and it was over almost as soon as one felt it . And , alas ! too much so has been the remembrance of the thing itself among us . But shall I not fear always before , and stand in awe of , this great and holy Lord God , who ...
... heard of , and it was over almost as soon as one felt it . And , alas ! too much so has been the remembrance of the thing itself among us . But shall I not fear always before , and stand in awe of , this great and holy Lord God , who ...
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... heard from me at Cardiff , as it is , and always will be , my highest temporal wish to promote your pleasure in every instance . It gave me great satisfaction to hear of your health last night from Mrs. Price , but don't accuse me of ...
... heard from me at Cardiff , as it is , and always will be , my highest temporal wish to promote your pleasure in every instance . It gave me great satisfaction to hear of your health last night from Mrs. Price , but don't accuse me of ...
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... heard of Mrs. Peach's marriage with Mr. Lyttelton . I begin to think that I have got a husband that is possessed of the art of divination . . . • ' We heard the other day that Mr. Gordon's Nursery was in full perfection , and Miss Sally ...
... heard of Mrs. Peach's marriage with Mr. Lyttelton . I begin to think that I have got a husband that is possessed of the art of divination . . . • ' We heard the other day that Mr. Gordon's Nursery was in full perfection , and Miss Sally ...
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... heard a good deal of city news , ' one item of which was that a new bank- Sir Richard Glyn's house ' - was to open , with my Lord Mayor at its head . ' In the next letter she reports that Sammy's throat is still bad , but that he ...
... heard a good deal of city news , ' one item of which was that a new bank- Sir Richard Glyn's house ' - was to open , with my Lord Mayor at its head . ' In the next letter she reports that Sammy's throat is still bad , but that he ...
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... heard , And ever , ever , to her lap he flies . When rosy sleep comes on with sweet surprise- Locked in her arms , his arms across her flung , ( That name most dear for ever on his tongue , ) As with soft accents round her neck he ...
... heard , And ever , ever , to her lap he flies . When rosy sleep comes on with sweet surprise- Locked in her arms , his arms across her flung , ( That name most dear for ever on his tongue , ) As with soft accents round her neck he ...
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Page 219 - Her tattered mantle, and her hood of straw ; Her moving lips, her caldron brimming o'er ; The drowsy brood that on her back she bore, Imps, in the barn with mousing owlet bred, From rifled roost at nightly revel fed ; Whose dark eyes flashed through locks of blackest shade, When in the breeze the distant watch-dog bayed...
Page 221 - Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise ! * Each stamps its image as the other flies.
Page 83 - I fondly hoped to know The humble walks of happiness below; If thy blest nature now unites above An angel's pity with a brother's love, Still o'er my life preserve thy mild...
Page 406 - Go — you may call it madness, folly ; You shall not chase my gloom away. There's such a charm in melancholy, I would not, if I could, be gay.
Page 302 - So spake the grisly Terror, and in shape, So speaking and so threatening, grew tenfold More dreadful and deform. On the other side, Incensed with indignation, Satan stood Unterrified, and like a comet burn'd, That fires the length of Ophiuchus huge In the Arctic sky, and from his horrid hair Shakes pestilence and war.
Page 25 - How soon by his the glad discovery shows ! As to her lips she lifts the lovely boy, What answering looks of sympathy and joy ! He walks, he speaks. In many a broken word His wants, his wishes, and his griefs are heard. And ever, ever to her lap he flies, When rosy Sleep comes on with sweet surprise.
Page 235 - Ah ! who can tell the triumphs of the mind, By truth illumined, and by taste refined ? When age has quenched the eye, and closed the ear, Still nerved for action in her native sphere, Oft will she rise — with searching glance pursue Some long-loved image vanished from her view; Dart thro...
Page 114 - I reflect, not without vanity, that these Discourses bear testimony of my admiration of that truly divine man; and I should desire that the last words which I should pronounce in this Academy, and from this place, might be the name of — MICHAEL ANGELO*.
Page 316 - An act for the safety and preservation of his Majesty's person and government against treasonable and seditious practices and attempts...
Page 25 - ... his tongue), As with soft accents round her neck he clings, And, cheek to cheek, her lulling song she sings, How blest to feel the beatings of his heart, Breathe his sweet breath, and kiss for kiss impart ; Watch o'er his slumbers like the brooding dove, And, if she can, exhaust a mother's love ! But soon a nobler task demands her care. Apart she joins his little hands in prayer, Telling of Him who sees in secret there...