The Juvenile Companion and Fireside Reader: Consisting of Historical and Biographical Anecdotes, and Selections in PoetryHarper & Bros., 1846 - 252 стор. |
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... feel him warm , but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make , Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake , With me ' t were always day . • With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless wo ...
... feel him warm , but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make , Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake , With me ' t were always day . • With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless wo ...
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... feel on account of the young lady , addressed him in these words : " You and I are young , which admits of my speaking to you with freedom . They who brought me your future spouse , assured me , at the same time , that you loved her ...
... feel on account of the young lady , addressed him in these words : " You and I are young , which admits of my speaking to you with freedom . They who brought me your future spouse , assured me , at the same time , that you loved her ...
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... feel the solemn sound . If heard aright , It is the knell of my departed hours ; Where are they ? with the years beyond the flood ; It is the signal that demands despatch ; How much is to be done ! my hopes and fears Start up alarmed ...
... feel the solemn sound . If heard aright , It is the knell of my departed hours ; Where are they ? with the years beyond the flood ; It is the signal that demands despatch ; How much is to be done ! my hopes and fears Start up alarmed ...
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... feel most the power Of wintry blast ; the loftiest tower Comes heaviest to the ground ; The bolts that spare the mountain's side , His cloud - capt eminence divide , And spread the ruin round . The well - informed philosopher Rejoices ...
... feel most the power Of wintry blast ; the loftiest tower Comes heaviest to the ground ; The bolts that spare the mountain's side , His cloud - capt eminence divide , And spread the ruin round . The well - informed philosopher Rejoices ...
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... feel or ex- press . " " " Well , sir , I take it at your word ; and , upon my honor , if you will compose yourself for a day or two , and then call on me at what I have now given you shall be made up to that sum ; trust me , I will not ...
... feel or ex- press . " " " Well , sir , I take it at your word ; and , upon my honor , if you will compose yourself for a day or two , and then call on me at what I have now given you shall be made up to that sum ; trust me , I will not ...
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Сторінка 74 - Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Сторінка 106 - Several of our Young People were formerly brought up at the Colleges of the Northern Provinces; they were instructed in all your Sciences; but when they came back to us, they were bad Runners, ignorant of every means of living in the Woods, unable to bear either Cold or Hunger, knew neither how to build a Cabin, take a Deer, or kill an Enemy, spoke our Language imperfectly; were therefore neither fit for Hunters, Warriors, or Counsellors; they were totally good for nothing. We are however not the...
Сторінка 93 - The sober herd that low'd to meet their young, The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school...
Сторінка 36 - Happy the man*, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter, fire.
Сторінка 64 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man! How passing wonder He who made him such, Who centred in our make such strange extremes! From different natures marvellously mixed, Connection exquisite of distant worlds! Distinguished link in being's endless chain! Midway from nothing to the Deity!
Сторінка 70 - He that holds fast the golden mean, And lives contentedly between The little and the great, Feels not the wants that pinch the poor, Nor plagues that haunt the rich man's door, Imbitteriug all his state.
Сторінка 120 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, — For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, — And thou must die.
Сторінка 154 - In short, the way to wealth, if you desire it, is as plain as the way to market. It depends chiefly on two words, industry and frugality ; that is, waste neither time nor money, but make the best use of both.
Сторінка 28 - Content I live, this is my stay; I seek no more than may suffice ; I press to bear no haughty sway; Look, what I lack my mind supplies. Lo, thus I triumph like a king, Content with that my mind doth bring.