Littell's Living Age, Band 26Living Age Company, Incorporated, 1850 |
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... feel that they are not happy , believe the truths which will render them intelli- gent , wise , virtuous , and happy , by the divine power which is in them and connected with them . They loathe from their very heart the impertinence of ...
... feel that they are not happy , believe the truths which will render them intelli- gent , wise , virtuous , and happy , by the divine power which is in them and connected with them . They loathe from their very heart the impertinence of ...
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... feel the mysterious and divine secret of our ecclesiastical polity . We see some , however , who reach this last stage by passing through the first with wonderful advantage , as at the utmost verge of Christian intelligence , and who ...
... feel the mysterious and divine secret of our ecclesiastical polity . We see some , however , who reach this last stage by passing through the first with wonderful advantage , as at the utmost verge of Christian intelligence , and who ...
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... feel much complacency towards and other noble words , which at best so feebly this sort of writing . It is tedious . It makes us signify the nobler thoughts and things of the only feel as we do in listening to a very slow and religion ...
... feel much complacency towards and other noble words , which at best so feebly this sort of writing . It is tedious . It makes us signify the nobler thoughts and things of the only feel as we do in listening to a very slow and religion ...
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... feeling of dissatisfaction and discontent began to steal over her . How could she be so un- grateful ? She had every ... feel to be enormous . " 66 I heartily wish there were any means of pay- ing it . I wish I could make Lettice as ...
... feeling of dissatisfaction and discontent began to steal over her . How could she be so un- grateful ? She had every ... feel to be enormous . " 66 I heartily wish there were any means of pay- ing it . I wish I could make Lettice as ...
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... feel - but in a sort of confused way . You say those things so much ter than I do , Edgar . " " Do I ? Well , that is news to me . " It was an ancient , picturesque looking thing- built one knows not when . I have seen one such , bet ...
... feel - but in a sort of confused way . You say those things so much ter than I do , Edgar . " " Do I ? Well , that is news to me . " It was an ancient , picturesque looking thing- built one knows not when . I have seen one such , bet ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 166 - RING out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Seite 164 - SOMETIMES hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel; For words, like Nature, half reveal And half conceal the Soul within.
Seite 166 - Ring out a slowly dying cause, And ancient forms of party strife ; Ring in the nobler modes of life, With sweeter manners, purer laws. Ring out the want, the care, the sin, The faithless coldness of the times ; Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes, But ring the fuller minstrel in. Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite ; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease ; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold...
Seite 278 - He laid us as we lay at birth On the cool flowery lap of earth, Smiles broke from us and we had ease; The hills were round us, and the breeze Went o'er the sun-lit fields again; Our foreheads felt the wind and rain. Our youth return'd; for there was shed On spirits that had long been dead, Spirits dried up and closely furl'd, The freshness of the early world.
Seite 164 - And only thro' the faded leaf The chestnut pattering to the ground: Calm and deep peace on this high wold, And on these dews that drench the furze, And all the silvery gossamers That twinkle into green and gold: Calm and still light on yon great plain That sweeps with all its autumn bowers, And crowded farms and lessening towers, To mingle with the bounding main...
Seite 227 - Eagle rapidly advances, and is just on the point of reaching his opponent, when, with a sudden scream, probably of despair and honest execration, the latter drops his fish : the Eagle, poising himself for a moment, as if to take a more certain aim, descends like a whirlwind, snatches it in his grasp ere it reaches the water, and bears his ill-gotten booty silently away to the woods.
Seite 164 - A hand that can be clasp'd no more— Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning to the door. He is not here; but far away The noise of life begins again, And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain On the bald street breaks the blank day.
Seite 103 - Was as rapid, as deep, and as brilliant a tide As ever bore Freedom aloft on its wave...
Seite 165 - Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be: They are but broken lights of thee, And thou, O Lord, art more than they.
Seite 165 - The path by which we twain did go, Which led by tracts that pleased us well, Thro' four sweet years arose and fell, From flower to flower, from snow to snow: And we with singing...