The Lover's Seat. Kathemérina Or Common Things in Relation to Beauty, Virtue, and Truth, Band 2Longman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1856 |
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... YOUNG SPORTSMEN , in all that relates to GUNS and SHOOTING . The Tenth Edition , revised , corrected , and improved by the Author's Son ; with nume- rous Plates and Woodcuts . 8vo . price 5s . IV . BLAINE'S ENCYCLOPEDIA of RURAL SPORTS ...
... YOUNG SPORTSMEN , in all that relates to GUNS and SHOOTING . The Tenth Edition , revised , corrected , and improved by the Author's Son ; with nume- rous Plates and Woodcuts . 8vo . price 5s . IV . BLAINE'S ENCYCLOPEDIA of RURAL SPORTS ...
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... to say impossibility , of which would strike the first young man or woman that should hear it announced , and appear to them as not even proposed for refutation , as no one takes the trouble to 2 [ CH . THE LOVER'S SEAT .
... to say impossibility , of which would strike the first young man or woman that should hear it announced , and appear to them as not even proposed for refutation , as no one takes the trouble to 2 [ CH . THE LOVER'S SEAT .
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... young dreams . " How many can say like Preciosa , 66 alas ! I have no protectors . I am a poor girl , Exposed to insults and unfeeling jests . You are wealthy ; you have friends And kindred , and a thousand pleasant hopes That fill your ...
... young dreams . " How many can say like Preciosa , 66 alas ! I have no protectors . I am a poor girl , Exposed to insults and unfeeling jests . You are wealthy ; you have friends And kindred , and a thousand pleasant hopes That fill your ...
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... young life was like to a tear - blistered letter , Which holdeth fruit and proof of deeper feeling Than the poor pen can utter or the eye discover - still The beautiful are never desolate ; But some one alway loves them - God or man ...
... young life was like to a tear - blistered letter , Which holdeth fruit and proof of deeper feeling Than the poor pen can utter or the eye discover - still The beautiful are never desolate ; But some one alway loves them - God or man ...
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... Ah , there's no happiness out of home ! " Such is the narra- tive as given by this author , who adds , " Fair was she and young ; but alas ! before her extended , Dreary , and vast , and silent , the desert 34 [ CH . THE LOVER'S SEAT .
... Ah , there's no happiness out of home ! " Such is the narra- tive as given by this author , who adds , " Fair was she and young ; but alas ! before her extended , Dreary , and vast , and silent , the desert 34 [ CH . THE LOVER'S SEAT .
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admire affections appear asked beautiful believe belong better cause character classes common minds common things common thought consider course death desire distinguished earth excellence existence express extraordinary eyes fact fair fear feel follow give grave happy hear heard heart heaven hope human idea ignorant instance interest kind knowledge learned least leave less light live look Lover's Seat manner matters Mayhew means nature never object observe opinion ordinary pass perhaps persons philosopher poet poor popular present reason regard relation religion religious remark respect says seek seems sense shillings side sometimes soul speak spirit street suffering sweet tell things thou true truth turn virtue whole wisdom wise wish woman writer young
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Seite 137 - Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blowing toward the west But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free.
Seite 183 - It may be glorious to write Thoughts that shall glad the two or three High souls, like those far stars that come in sight Once in a century ; — But better far it is to speak One simple word, which now and then Shall waken their free nature in the weak And friendless sons of men...
Seite 147 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Seite 120 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
Seite 51 - MY little children, these things I write to you, that you may not sin. But if any man sin, we have an advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ the just: 2 And he is the propitiation for our sins: and not for ours only, but also for those of the whole world.
Seite 168 - Save base authority from others' books. These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, That give a name to every fixed star, Have no more profit of their shining nights Than those that walk and wot not what they are.
Seite 335 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear: If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, • Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Seite 284 - She doeth little kindnesses, Which most leave undone, or despise ; For naught that sets one heart at ease, And giveth happiness or peace, Is low-esteemed in her eyes.
Seite 137 - And see the revolution of the times Make mountains level, and the continent, Weary of solid firmness, melt itself Into the sea; and other times to see The beachy girdle of the ocean Too wide for Neptune's hips; how chances mock, And changes fill the cup of alteration With divers liquors!
Seite 146 - There is no death ! What seems so is transition : This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.