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Pagina 59
... youth be scarcely past , yet would I borrow Some passing rays from fancy's brightening sun To chase the gloom , which , ling'ring on my brow , Holds its lone empire there , and like the curse O'er the first murderer spok'n , clings ...
... youth be scarcely past , yet would I borrow Some passing rays from fancy's brightening sun To chase the gloom , which , ling'ring on my brow , Holds its lone empire there , and like the curse O'er the first murderer spok'n , clings ...
Pagina 60
... youth , not merely to teach them the circle of the sciences , with whatever else may tend to improve their manners , make them acquainted with all that can con- tribute to render them agreeable companions , and qua- lify them for ...
... youth , not merely to teach them the circle of the sciences , with whatever else may tend to improve their manners , make them acquainted with all that can con- tribute to render them agreeable companions , and qua- lify them for ...
Pagina 62
... garrets of blind alleys , to spend their days in gaols , or are early carried to the church - yard , amidst the thanks and rejoicings of their friends for so happy a deliverance from shame and rain . But if one wild youth becomes but a 62.
... garrets of blind alleys , to spend their days in gaols , or are early carried to the church - yard , amidst the thanks and rejoicings of their friends for so happy a deliverance from shame and rain . But if one wild youth becomes but a 62.
Pagina 63
rain . But if one wild youth becomes but a tolerably good man , we are struck with the metamorphosis , as we are with every thing uncommon . We exaggerate his goodness , by comparing it with his previous depra ... youth becomes but a ...
rain . But if one wild youth becomes but a tolerably good man , we are struck with the metamorphosis , as we are with every thing uncommon . We exaggerate his goodness , by comparing it with his previous depra ... youth becomes but a ...
Pagina 88
... youth , let me hear something which may prove a beacon through those dangers where my little bark may perhaps be called to steer . ' Mrs. Coupland embraced her beloved son , and as she gazed upon him , how fervently did she pray that ...
... youth , let me hear something which may prove a beacon through those dangers where my little bark may perhaps be called to steer . ' Mrs. Coupland embraced her beloved son , and as she gazed upon him , how fervently did she pray that ...
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Pagina 265 - 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, unknelled, uncoffined and unknown.
Pagina 253 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Pagina 196 - is the key of heaven and of hell; a drop of blood shed in the cause of God, a night spent in arms, is of more avail than two months of fasting and prayer; whosoever falls in battle, his sins are forgiven; at the day of judgment his wounds shall be resplendent as vermilion, and odoriferous as musk; and the loss of his limbs shall be supplied by the wings of angels and cherubim.
Pagina 150 - For while with their knife which they hold in one hand they cut the meate out of the dish, they fasten their forke which they hold in their other hand upon the same dish...
Pagina 259 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but nature more...
Pagina 69 - And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom!
Pagina 3 - Thou need'st nor helm nor cuirass, now, —Beyond the Grecian hero's boast, — Thou wilt not quail thy naked brow, Nor shrink before a myriad host, — For head and heel alike are sound, A thousand arrows cannot wound ! Thy mother is not in thy dreams, With that wild...
Pagina 42 - He seems indeed to be the model of that perfect character, which, under the denomination of a sage or wise man, philosophers have been fond of delineating, rather as a fiction of their imagination, than in hopes of ever seeing it really existing...
Pagina 258 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed; in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime, — The image of Eternity, the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Pagina 144 - I look for Ghosts; but none will force Their way to me: — 'tis falsely said That there was ever intercourse Between the living and the dead; For, surely, then I should have sight Of Him I wait for day and night, With love and longings infinite.