The Glenns: A Family History

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C. Scribner, 1851 - 280 Seiten
 

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Seite 221 - twere anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old — The dead but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns ! SHELLEY.
Seite iii - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions: I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Seite 193 - 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 in the ruin'd battlement, For which the palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till ages are its dower.
Seite 270 - Man in society is like a flower Blown in its native bed : 'tis there alone His faculties, expanded in full bloom, Shine out ; there only reach their proper use.
Seite 66 - That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man, If with his tongue he cannot win a woman.
Seite 233 - Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Seite 196 - A night of fretful passion may consume, All that thou hast of beauty's gentle bloom, And one distemper/d hour of sordid fear Print on thy brow the wrinkles of a year.
Seite 280 - The work is written in a style that would not discredit older and more practiced authors. We have read the volume from its first to its...
Seite 209 - How beautiful is night ! A dewy freshness fills the silent air, No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven : In full-orbed glory yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths.
Seite iii - The sins of the fathers are visited upon the children even unto the third and fourth generation.

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