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... becomes absolutely necessary ; as all mankind have then an interest in their being so familiarly understood , that no mis- takes shall arise in their application . The same remark applies to arts . They cannot be perfected till their ...
... becomes absolutely necessary ; as all mankind have then an interest in their being so familiarly understood , that no mis- takes shall arise in their application . The same remark applies to arts . They cannot be perfected till their ...
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... become the first objects of infant science . Applications come late the arts continue slowly progressive , but their realm remains separated from that of science by a wide gulf which can only be passed by a powerful spring . They form ...
... become the first objects of infant science . Applications come late the arts continue slowly progressive , but their realm remains separated from that of science by a wide gulf which can only be passed by a powerful spring . They form ...
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... becomes yearly more and more untrue . Political economy , at least , is found to have sound principles , founded in the moral and physical nature of man , which , however lost sight of in particular measures - however even tem- porarily ...
... becomes yearly more and more untrue . Political economy , at least , is found to have sound principles , founded in the moral and physical nature of man , which , however lost sight of in particular measures - however even tem- porarily ...
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... become familiar with some of the details of wickedness and suffering which follow in its train . There is no lack of such melancholy narratives . We give one published in Harte's Life of Gustavus Adolphus ; being the relation of a ...
... become familiar with some of the details of wickedness and suffering which follow in its train . There is no lack of such melancholy narratives . We give one published in Harte's Life of Gustavus Adolphus ; being the relation of a ...
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... to the condition of us all . Hope with them becomes prophetic . The Dirge for the Old Year " swells and dances into a Bridal - song for the New : - 66 Orphan hours , the year is dead , Come and D 2 THE OPENING YEAR . 35 VARIOUS.
... to the condition of us all . Hope with them becomes prophetic . The Dirge for the Old Year " swells and dances into a Bridal - song for the New : - 66 Orphan hours , the year is dead , Come and D 2 THE OPENING YEAR . 35 VARIOUS.
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Сторінка 573 - O'erhang his wavy bed : Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat With short, shrill shriek, flits by on leathern wing ; Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises 'midst the twilight path, Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum...
Сторінка 395 - I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man.
Сторінка 244 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Сторінка 61 - All this long eve, so balmy and serene, Have I been gazing on the western sky, And its peculiar tint of yellow green : And still I gaze — -and with how blank an eye ! And those thin clouds above, in flakes and bars, That give away their motion to the stars ; Those stars, that glide behind them or between, Now sparkling, now bedimmed, but always seen : Yon crescent Moon, as fixed as if it grew In its own cloudless, starless lake of blue ; I see them all so excellently fair, I see, not feel, how...
Сторінка 227 - The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup : thou maintainest my lot. The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
Сторінка 394 - Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft To give my Love good-morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird, prune thy wing, nightingale sing, To give my Love good-morrow ; To give my Love good-morrow Notes from them both I'll borrow.
Сторінка 240 - SPAKE full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth. by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine. Stars they are, wherein we read our history, As astrologers and seers of eld ; Yet not wrapped about with awful mystery, Like the burning stars, which they beheld.
Сторінка 380 - For want of a nail the shoe was lost ; for want of a shoe the horse was lost ; and for want of a horse the rider was lost; ' being overtaken and slain by the enemy, all for want of a little care about a horse-shoe nail.
Сторінка 46 - If any man among you seem to be religious, and bridleth not his tongue, but deceiveth his own heart, this man's religion is vain.
Сторінка 61 - O Lady! we receive but what we give And in our life alone does Nature live: Ours is her wedding garment, ours her shroud! And would we aught behold of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth, Of all sweet sounds the life and element!