A Journal of Summer Time in the CountryJohn W. Parker, 1849 - 235 стор. |
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... sense , Johnson replied : " It is not true , sir ; there is more sense in a line of Cowley than in a page of Pope . " He might have enlarged this criticism in his Life of Cowley : other poets may be read ; he is to be studied . The ...
... sense , Johnson replied : " It is not true , sir ; there is more sense in a line of Cowley than in a page of Pope . " He might have enlarged this criticism in his Life of Cowley : other poets may be read ; he is to be studied . The ...
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... sense of the soul's dignity , which makes it her privi- lege- Through all the years of this our life , to lead From joy to joy ; for she can so inform The mind that is within us , so impress With quietness and beauty , and so feed With ...
... sense of the soul's dignity , which makes it her privi- lege- Through all the years of this our life , to lead From joy to joy ; for she can so inform The mind that is within us , so impress With quietness and beauty , and so feed With ...
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... sense of touch is quickened ; it sees with its feet , and easily and safely guides itself in the swiftest flight . The sloth has a similar provision . Look at it on the ground , and you wonder at the gro- tesque freaks of nature ; but ...
... sense of touch is quickened ; it sees with its feet , and easily and safely guides itself in the swiftest flight . The sloth has a similar provision . Look at it on the ground , and you wonder at the gro- tesque freaks of nature ; but ...
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... a small portion of fragrant dust in the left hand , at the lower joint of the thumb . After these preliminaries , suppose him , with that inward sense of merit , which may be recognised even SUMMER TIME IN THE COUNTRY . 79.
... a small portion of fragrant dust in the left hand , at the lower joint of the thumb . After these preliminaries , suppose him , with that inward sense of merit , which may be recognised even SUMMER TIME IN THE COUNTRY . 79.
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Robert Eldridge Aris Willmott. inward sense of merit , which may be recognised even in our parochial snuff - takers , to lift the pinch to his nose . Where have been the eyes of the congregation during these mystic ceremonies ? I shall ...
Robert Eldridge Aris Willmott. inward sense of merit , which may be recognised even in our parochial snuff - takers , to lift the pinch to his nose . Where have been the eyes of the congregation during these mystic ceremonies ? I shall ...
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Сторінка 153 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Сторінка 28 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams on herb, tree, fruit, and flower Glistering with dew, fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild ; then silent night With this her solemn bird and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Сторінка 94 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Сторінка 27 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Сторінка 44 - Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step and musing gait And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes...
Сторінка 209 - Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learn'd to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Сторінка 197 - Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet, ah! why should they know their fate, Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies ? Thought would destroy their paradise! No more; — where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
Сторінка 192 - The blackbird amid leafy trees, The lark above the hill, Let loose their carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. With Nature never do they wage A foolish strife ; they see A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free.
Сторінка 175 - Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose : Another side, umbrageous grots and caves Of cool recess, o'er which the mantling vine Lays forth her purple grape, and gently creeps Luxuriant; meanwhile murmuring waters fall Down the slope hills, dispersed, or in a lake, That to the fringed bank with myrtle crown'd Her crystal mirror holds, unite their streams.
Сторінка 21 - My gentle-hearted Charles ! when the last rook Beat its straight path along the dusky air Homewards, I blest it...