My youthful companions, by the author of 'My school-boy days'.Longman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1846 - 154 pages |
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... meet with the same favour . It is the greatest pleasure of his life to be useful to his species , and there is no section of the community which he desires to benefit so much as the young . He would fain teach them all how to act so ...
... meet with the same favour . It is the greatest pleasure of his life to be useful to his species , and there is no section of the community which he desires to benefit so much as the young . He would fain teach them all how to act so ...
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... meet with it , pray send it home quickly , for sister Sophy begins to complain that I look very mopish , Yet , upon second thought , I would not trouble you to send it back again . No , no , dear philosopher ; you have and shall have my ...
... meet with it , pray send it home quickly , for sister Sophy begins to complain that I look very mopish , Yet , upon second thought , I would not trouble you to send it back again . No , no , dear philosopher ; you have and shall have my ...
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... meet often in life , yet that , nevertheless , we shall sometimes meet to ratify our friendship . " It has been my happy lot to meet Arthur Sampson several times in the days of my youth . Sometimes , also , Charles Murphy has been with ...
... meet often in life , yet that , nevertheless , we shall sometimes meet to ratify our friendship . " It has been my happy lot to meet Arthur Sampson several times in the days of my youth . Sometimes , also , Charles Murphy has been with ...
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... meet both you and my old friend Charles Murphy as heretofore . But that expectation is now cut short . ' The grass wi- thereth and the flower fadeth ; ' and youth , as well as age , pillow their heads in the cold grave . ' In the days ...
... meet both you and my old friend Charles Murphy as heretofore . But that expectation is now cut short . ' The grass wi- thereth and the flower fadeth ; ' and youth , as well as age , pillow their heads in the cold grave . ' In the days ...
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... meet both you and my friend Charles Murphy as heretofore . But that expectation is now cut short . The grass wi- thereth and the flower fadeth ; ' and youth , as well as age , pillow their heads in the cold grave . My dear friend , I am ...
... meet both you and my friend Charles Murphy as heretofore . But that expectation is now cut short . The grass wi- thereth and the flower fadeth ; ' and youth , as well as age , pillow their heads in the cold grave . My dear friend , I am ...
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Alfred Rowland Arthur Sampson asked beautiful character Charles Murphy Coachy cottage Cousin John dear friend dear old schoolfellow death delight dervise diligence door drachmas endeavoured Esquire eyes Father William replied fear feel felt fish forget fortune Frank Goddard Fred Sherbourne friendship gentleman giving up angling gold gold-headed cane grave hand happy hath hear heart honour hope hour indolent Izaak Walton John Morphew John's letter live London look Master Evrett Matt Norden mind Mother Marpet neighbours never occasion old companions old friend Gervase old woman once parents Patroclus philosopher piety pleased pleasure poet racter recollect rejoined remarked rich scene seek Sherbourne's sibyl soon sorrow soul spirit sure sweet tale tears tell thee THEOCRITUS thing thou thought truth Uncle John Vice views walk wealth William Doane William Gervase wish wonder youthful companions
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Page 143 - Who is the happy Warrior? Who is he That every man in arms should wish to be ? — It is the generous Spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his boyish thought...
Page 67 - Therefore came I forth to meet thee, diligently to seek thy face, and I have found thee.
Page 130 - Content I live, this is my stay; I seek no more than may suffice ; I press to bear no haughty sway; Look, what I lack my mind supplies. Lo, thus I triumph like a king, Content with that my mind doth bring.
Page 49 - The man that hails you Tom or Jack, And proves by thumps upon your back How he esteems your merit, Is such a friend, that one had need Be very much his friend indeed, .
Page 51 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set, but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
Page 143 - WISDOM hath builded her house, she hath hewn out her seven pillars: she hath killed her beasts; she hath mingled her wine ; she hath also furnished her table. She hath sent forth her maidens : she crieth upon the highest places of the city, Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither: as for him that wanteth understanding, she saith to him , Come, eat of my bread, and drink of the wine which I have mingled.
Page 78 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into naught ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Page 25 - You are old, Father William," the young man cried, "And life must be hastening away; You are cheerful and love to converse upon death: Now tell me the reason, I pray.
Page 130 - MY mind to me a kingdom is ; Such perfect joy therein I find As far exceeds all earthly bliss That God or nature hath assigned ; Though much I want that most would have, Yet still my mind forbids to crave.
Page 143 - Tis, finally, the man who lifted high, Conspicuous object in a nation's eye, Or left unthought of in obscurity, Who, with a toward or untoward lot, Prosperous or adverse to his wish or not, Plays in the many games of life that one Where what he most doth value must be won...