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... hand shall guide thee safe to shore . Nor think that thou hast lived in vain , And sown thy seed on fruitless sands ; The months of God shall fill with grain Thy waiting , well - deserving hands ; No good deed is undone again , — Who ...
... hand shall guide thee safe to shore . Nor think that thou hast lived in vain , And sown thy seed on fruitless sands ; The months of God shall fill with grain Thy waiting , well - deserving hands ; No good deed is undone again , — Who ...
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... hands than Nature's . Now here , sir , is Cousin Dorothy Whiff . " Lovely creature ! " Cer- tainly , sir ( astonishing ... hand and foot unawares . " Oh ! ah ! " shrieked Dorry Whiff . A bit of the peel from the apple she was eating had ...
... hands than Nature's . Now here , sir , is Cousin Dorothy Whiff . " Lovely creature ! " Cer- tainly , sir ( astonishing ... hand and foot unawares . " Oh ! ah ! " shrieked Dorry Whiff . A bit of the peel from the apple she was eating had ...
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... hand . Strange that tangled sunbeams should ever smell of spearmint ! Queer how the ringlets had got down on the cheeks , and made them seem hairy ! Sure , Dorry would forgive a cousin if he kissed ' em off . How she cried , and how she ...
... hand . Strange that tangled sunbeams should ever smell of spearmint ! Queer how the ringlets had got down on the cheeks , and made them seem hairy ! Sure , Dorry would forgive a cousin if he kissed ' em off . How she cried , and how she ...
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... hand them over to the printer , with the hope that they may interest those readers of the Harvard Magazine , who , like Thomas Gradgrind and ourselves , insist upon " Facts , sir , nothing but facts . " And we cannot help remarking , as ...
... hand them over to the printer , with the hope that they may interest those readers of the Harvard Magazine , who , like Thomas Gradgrind and ourselves , insist upon " Facts , sir , nothing but facts . " And we cannot help remarking , as ...
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... hand , and whispering , " Accomplish the mis- sion which is given you by God , " strangely disappears . The monk who left Florence in 1482 , unknown and unappreci- ated , has now returned . Then he was an humble , graceless friar , now ...
... hand , and whispering , " Accomplish the mis- sion which is given you by God , " strangely disappears . The monk who left Florence in 1482 , unknown and unappreci- ated , has now returned . Then he was an humble , graceless friar , now ...
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Seite 323 - The style of Dryden is capricious and varied, that of Pope is cautious and uniform; Dryden obeys the motions of his own mind, Pope constrains his mind to his own rules of composition. Dryden is sometimes vehement and rapid; Pope is always smooth, uniform, and gentle.
Seite 428 - Insect lover of the sun, Joy of thy dominion! Sailor of the atmosphere; Swimmer through the waves of air; Voyager of light and noon; Epicurean of June; Wait, I prithee, till I come Within earshot of thy hum, — All without is martyrdom. When the south wind, in May days, With a net of shining haze Silvers the horizon wall, And with softness touching all, Tints the human countenance With...
Seite 294 - YE who listen with credulity to the whispers of fancy, and pursue with eagerness the phantoms of hope; who expect that age will perform the promises of youth, and that the deficiencies of the present day will be supplied by the morrow ; attend to the history of Rasselas, Prince of Abyssinia.
Seite 71 - The world is a looking-glass, and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face. Frown at it, and it will in turn look sourly upon you ; laugh at it and with it, and it is a jolly kind companion ; and so let all young persons take their choice.
Seite 280 - Les plus beaux traits d'une sérieuse morale sont moins puissants le plus souvent que ceux de la satire; et rien ne reprend mieux la plupart des hommes que la peinture de leurs défauts.
Seite 444 - ... the old familiar faces. Ghost-like I paced round the haunts of my childhood, Earth seemed a desert I was bound to traverse, Seeking to find the old familiar faces. Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother, Why wert not thou born in my father's dwelling? So might we talk of the old familiar faces.
Seite 307 - Then Sir Bedivere cried : Ah my lord Arthur, what shall become of me, now ye go from me and leave me here alone among mine enemies ? Comfort thyself, said the king, and do as well as thou mayest, for in me is no trust for to trust in; for I will into the vale of Avilion to heal me of my grievous wound : and if thou hear never more of me, pray for my soul.
Seite 432 - Built of tears and sacred flames, And virtue reaching to its aims; Built of furtherance and pursuing, Not of spent deeds, but of doing. Silent rushes the swift Lord Through ruined systems still restored, Broadsowing, bleak and void to bless, Plants with worlds the wilderness; Waters with tears of ancient sorrow Apples of Eden ripe to-morrow. House and tenant go to ground, Lost in God, in Godhead found.
Seite 307 - ... and then he threw the sword as far into the water as he might, and there came an arm and...
Seite 460 - Let it go or stay, so I wake to the higher aims Of a land that has lost for a little her lust of gold, And love of a peace that was full of wrongs and shames, Horrible, hateful, monstrous, not to be told j And hail once more to the banner of battle unroll'd ! Tho...