Salad for the social: by the author of 'Salad for the solitary'.Scholarly Publishing Office, University of Michigan Library, 1856 - 408 pagina's |
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Pagina 17
... kind attentions . " I thank you heartily , " he says , " for the sherry ; it was the best of the kind I ever drank . " The current coin с was at that period wretchedly debased . In one letter BOOK - CRAFT . 17.
... kind attentions . " I thank you heartily , " he says , " for the sherry ; it was the best of the kind I ever drank . " The current coin с was at that period wretchedly debased . In one letter BOOK - CRAFT . 17.
Pagina 49
... kind . He lives in a splendid hallucination , a waking trance , and so far it is well ; but if he thinks he has any other need or use for all this end- E less store ( any more than to swell the ocean MONEY . THE MODERN MOLOCH . 49.
... kind . He lives in a splendid hallucination , a waking trance , and so far it is well ; but if he thinks he has any other need or use for all this end- E less store ( any more than to swell the ocean MONEY . THE MODERN MOLOCH . 49.
Pagina 58
... kind , and whose property was estimated at £ 800,000 sterling . Among other characteristic incidents related of him , it is said that on the approach of that dread summons which was to divorce him from his cherished gold , he exclaimed ...
... kind , and whose property was estimated at £ 800,000 sterling . Among other characteristic incidents related of him , it is said that on the approach of that dread summons which was to divorce him from his cherished gold , he exclaimed ...
Pagina 64
... issued against the body of the defen- dant , who was taken to jail . He had a considerable landed estate , but this kind of property cannot be sold in Virginia for debts , unless at the discretion of the owner . 64 SALAD FOR THE SOCIAL.
... issued against the body of the defen- dant , who was taken to jail . He had a considerable landed estate , but this kind of property cannot be sold in Virginia for debts , unless at the discretion of the owner . 64 SALAD FOR THE SOCIAL.
Pagina 72
... kind of service , but withal a wanderer . If he comes to you , it is but to leave you . If you retain him , he is good for nothing - he sleeps . Take care that he returns , for he knows how to do everything 72 SALAD FOR THE SOCIAL .
... kind of service , but withal a wanderer . If he comes to you , it is but to leave you . If you retain him , he is good for nothing - he sleeps . Take care that he returns , for he knows how to do everything 72 SALAD FOR THE SOCIAL .
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Pagina 158 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Pagina 178 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May ! that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing; Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Pagina 335 - The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the threshold of the new.
Pagina 328 - From lowest place when virtuous things proceed, The place is dignified by the doer's deed...
Pagina 333 - Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone. She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity. "Fie, fie, fie!
Pagina 79 - HE that loves a rosy Cheek, Or a coral Lip admires ; Or from star-like Eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires : As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away ! But a smooth and steadfast Mind, Gentle Thoughts, and calm Desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires ! Where these are not ; I despise Lovely Cheeks ! or Lips ! or Eyes...
Pagina 182 - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven ; And how they might have borne more welcome news.
Pagina 69 - There is a garden in her face, Where roses and white lilies grow; A heavenly paradise is that place, Wherein all pleasant fruits do flow. There cherries grow which none may buy Till 'Cherry-ripe
Pagina 117 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils; The motions of his spirit are dull as night And his affections dark as Erebus: Let no such man be trusted.
Pagina 241 - But the poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still his master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone...