The American Gentleman's Guide to Politeness and Fashion, Or, Familiar Letters to His Nephews: Containing Rules of Etiquette, Directions for the Formation of Character, Etc., Etc., Illustrated by Sketches Drawn from Life, of the Men and Manners of Our Times
Derby & Jackson, 1860 - 480 Seiten
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The American Gentleman's Guide to Politeness and Fashion or, Familiar ...
Margaret C. Conkling
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Seite 296 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen ; But, seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Seite 215 - The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of heaven, O how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven ! X.
Seite 439 - No man is born into the world, whose work Is not born with him; there is always work, And tools to work withal, for those who will; And blessed are the horny hands of toil! The busy world shoves angrily aside The man who stands with arms akimbo set, Until occasion tells him what to do; And he who waits to have his task marked out Shall die and leave his errand unfulfilled.
Seite 446 - I envy no quality of the mind or intellect in others ; not genius, power, wit, or fancy: but, if I could choose what would be most delightful, and, I believe, most useful to me, I should prefer a firm religious belief to every other blessing...
Seite 150 - Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument, And shadows forth its glory. There is given Unto the things of earth, which Time hath bent, A spirit's feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic...
Seite 126 - Here woman reigns ; the mother, daughter, wife, Strews with fresh flowers the narrow way of life. In the clear heaven of her delightful eye An angel guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fireside pleasures gambol at her feet.
Seite 443 - FROM the time that, at my mother's feet, or on my father's knee, I first learned to lisp verses from the sacred writings, they have been my daily study and vigilant contemplation. If there be anything in my style or thoughts to be commended, the credit is due to my kind parents in instilling into my mind an early love of the Scriptures.
Seite 431 - OFT has it been my lot to mark A proud, conceited, talking spark, With eyes, that hardly served at most To guard their master 'gainst a post, Yet round the world the blade has been To see whatever could be seen, Returning from his finished tour, Grown ten times perter than before; Whatever word you chance to drop, The traveled fool your mouth will stop; "Sir, if my judgment you'll allow, I've seen — and sure I ought to know," So begs you'd pay a due submission, And acquiesce in his decision.
Seite 239 - Howe'er the youth, with forward air, Bows to the sage, and mounts the car : The lash resounds, the coursers spring, The chariot marks the rolling ring ; And gath'ring crowds with eager eyes And shouts pursue him as he flies. Triumphant to the goal return'd, With nobler thirst his bosom burn'd-; And now along th...