The Favourite of Nature: A Tale, Band 2

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Whittaker, 1840 - 162 Seiten
 

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Seite 37 - See the wretch that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again ; The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Seite 30 - The sooty films that play upon the bars Pendulous, and foreboding, in the view Of superstition, prophesying still, Though still deceived, some stranger's near approach 'Tis thus the understanding takes repose In indolent vacuity of thought, And sleeps and is refresh'd. Meanwhile the face Conceals the mood lethargic with a mask Of deep deliberation, as the man Were task'd to his full strength, absorb'd and lost.
Seite 153 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
Seite 149 - When, at eve, at the boundary of the landscape, the heaven appears to recline so closely on the earth, imagination pictures beyond the horizon an asylum of hope, a native land of love, and Nature seems silently to repeat that man is immortal.
Seite 124 - There is something in the very act of prayer that for a time stills the violence of passion and elevates and purifies the affections. When affliction presses hard, and the weakness of human nature looks around in vain for support, how natural is the impulse that throws us on our knees...
Seite 136 - And love th' offender, yet detest th' offence? How the dear object from the crime remove, Or how distinguish penitence from love? Unequal task! a passion to resign, For hearts so touch'd, so pierc'd, so lost as mine. Ere such a soul regains its peaceful state, How often must it love, how often hate! How often hope, despair, resent, regret, Conceal, disdain, — do all things but forget.
Seite 86 - The mart of female censure knows no glut, " Bring what you will, they tax it with a but," &c. Praise or censure was, however, at this time, a subject of perfect indifference to Eliza. She saw in the whole assembly but one object, and, beyond his attentions she had no solicitude. But this pleasure, like most others, as fleeting as it was delightful, was
Seite 153 - There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man; the natural bond Of brotherhood is severed as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire.
Seite 153 - Still pour the fervent prayer. And ye, whose smile must greet my eye No more, nor voice my ear, Who breathe for me the tender sigh, And shed the pitying tear ; Whose kindness (though far, far removed) My grateful thoughts perceive, Pride of my life, esteemed, beloved, My last sad claim receive ! Oh ! do not quite your friend forget, Forget alone her faults ; And speak of her with fond regret Who asks your lingering thoughts.
Seite 2 - All regularly constituted, ordered and governed according to the Will of God, as revealed to us in his Word, That only we endeavor to make the rule of our Faith and Practice, in all religious concerns.

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