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Seite 27 - THE night has a thousand eyes, And the day but one; Yet the light of the bright world dies With the dying sun. The mind has a thousand eyes, And the heart but one; Yet the light of a whole life dies When love is done.
Seite 27 - Truly it has been said, emphatically in these days ought it to be repeated : A loving Heart is the beginning of all Knowledge. This it is that opens the whole mind, quickens every faculty of the intellect to do its fit work, that of knowing; and therefrom, by sure consequence, of vividly uttering-forth. Other secret for being
Seite 138 - Where'er I roam, whatever realms I see, My heart, untravelled, fondly turns to thee : Still to my brother turns with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a length'ning chain.
Seite 132 - For that is the thing a man is born to, in all epochs. He is born to expend every particle of strength that God Almighty has given him, in doing the work he finds he is fit for ; to stand up to it to the last breath of life, and do his best.
Seite 112 - GRISETTE. AH Clemence ! when I saw thee last Trip down the Rue de Seine, And turning, when thy form had past, I said, "We meet again," — I dreamed not in that idle glance Thy latest image came, And only left to memory's trance A shadow and a name. The few strange words my lips had taught Thy timid voice to speak, Their gentler signs, which often brought Fresh roses to thy cheek, The trailing of thy...
Seite 49 - I shall not allow a regard to them to make me unhappy. At least, I think so now. There is a risk of life, — and it would indeed alter the aspect of my future days, if I did not hope to have you by my side, and to leave you behind me in this world. But this is the smallest risk by far. Whether we pass a few short years together in this world is comparatively of little consequence. Whether we meet in a better world is of immeasurable importance. This depends on ourselves; — on the strict regard...
Seite 310 - Deus a quo sancta desideria, recta consilia, et justa sunt opera : da servis tuis illam quam mundus dare non potest pacem : ut et corda nostra mandatis tuis dedita : et hostium sublata formidine, tempora sint tua protectione tranquilla.
Seite 27 - A loving Heart is the beginning of all Knowledge. This it is that opens the whole mind, quickens every faculty of the intellect to do its fit work, that si knowing; and therefrom, by sure consequence, of vividly nttering-forth. Other -secret for being ' graphic* is there none, worth having: but this is an all-sufficient one.
Seite 229 - Edinburgh or any part of Europe. It is not wonderful that in the designs of Providence medicinal agents should exist,, capable of averting pain by the suspension of sensibility. But the wonder is that after mankind had borne pain ever since the creation of their race, any person should be found of sufficient courage and strength of conviction to put through the untried and formidable experiments necessary to decide whether life could continue, under the inhalation of a scarce respirablc vapor, carried...
Seite 199 - Scotchmen start and stare, while you were bringing to life again the fishes of their old red sandstone. I must be content with the visions of memory and the feelings they again kindle in my heart, for it will never be my happiness to see your face again in this world. But let me, as a Christian man...