Blackwood's Magazine, Bind 45W. Blackwood, 1839 |
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Side 20
... never can believe it right that a farthing of money should be wasted in folly and nonsense with which any real ... never have been satisfied , and never will be . But one goes on trying to mend a little here and a little there , till the ...
... never can believe it right that a farthing of money should be wasted in folly and nonsense with which any real ... never have been satisfied , and never will be . But one goes on trying to mend a little here and a little there , till the ...
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... never could venture on it before . You have spoken almost as often as I have seen you with bitter contempt of indolence and self - indulgence . I know how deeply and writhingly you feel the existence of so much misery in the world , and ...
... never could venture on it before . You have spoken almost as often as I have seen you with bitter contempt of indolence and self - indulgence . I know how deeply and writhingly you feel the existence of so much misery in the world , and ...
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... never been heavy , since I first found I was not going to have good ones many of them , nevertheless . ful when. for ... Never got on ill in my life , except when the waggon went over my leg , and before the doctor came to cut it off ...
... never been heavy , since I first found I was not going to have good ones many of them , nevertheless . ful when. for ... Never got on ill in my life , except when the waggon went over my leg , and before the doctor came to cut it off ...
Side 30
... never meant me to be en- tirely done away with because of my sins , or he would not have sent any one into the world to save me . And ever since that time , which is a good while ago , I dare say a matter of thirty years or more , I ...
... never meant me to be en- tirely done away with because of my sins , or he would not have sent any one into the world to save me . And ever since that time , which is a good while ago , I dare say a matter of thirty years or more , I ...
Side 31
... never known what it is , in the full strength of emotion and imagination to have no one to love , to see that all the trea- sures of the soul have been bestowed in vain on one who has no value for them , nay , no conception that they ...
... never known what it is , in the full strength of emotion and imagination to have no one to love , to see that all the trea- sures of the soul have been bestowed in vain on one who has no value for them , nay , no conception that they ...
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Side 311 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a...
Side 313 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Side 310 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell, Of every star that Heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Side 483 - From Greenland's icy mountains ; From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river ; From many a palmy plain ; They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Side 311 - HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill ! Whose passions not his masters are; Whose soul is still prepared for death, Untied unto the world by care Of public fame or private breath; Who envies none that chance doth raise...
Side 180 - Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon!
Side 525 - If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Side 130 - ... twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ! Still it whispered promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail...
Side 130 - A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild. But thou, O Hope ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure?
Side 130 - Pour'd through the mellow horn her pensive soul: And dashing soft from rocks around Bubbling runnels join'd the sound; Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole, Or, o'er some haunted stream, with fond delay, Round an holy calm diffusing, Love of peace, and lonely musing, In hollow murmurs died away.