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Pagina 29
... thought the great Wallace of his song . The grave Caxton , with his most artistic costume . Oh , how many thoughts swell the mind when we consider what Caxton achieved , now that printing is a mere rien ! let us not forget that the ...
... thought the great Wallace of his song . The grave Caxton , with his most artistic costume . Oh , how many thoughts swell the mind when we consider what Caxton achieved , now that printing is a mere rien ! let us not forget that the ...
Pagina 31
... thought spring as we pore over those old library volumes which teem so abundantly with tales of days of yore ; then we think of our own days , we admire the graduated steps of man , which have at THE IDLER REFORMED . 31.
... thought spring as we pore over those old library volumes which teem so abundantly with tales of days of yore ; then we think of our own days , we admire the graduated steps of man , which have at THE IDLER REFORMED . 31.
Pagina 33
Rose Ellen Temple. treasured volumes ; she studied them by day , and thought well on each subject her grasp- ing mind soared to acquire ; patiently and diligently she studied , until her mind habi- tually dwelt on a subject which many ...
Rose Ellen Temple. treasured volumes ; she studied them by day , and thought well on each subject her grasp- ing mind soared to acquire ; patiently and diligently she studied , until her mind habi- tually dwelt on a subject which many ...
Pagina 59
... thought of that fair bereaved girl ; he remembered , aye , he remembered in his subdued feelings the bitter pang it had cost him , when his mother , riven from earthly existence , had been consigned to the dull charnel - house , the ...
... thought of that fair bereaved girl ; he remembered , aye , he remembered in his subdued feelings the bitter pang it had cost him , when his mother , riven from earthly existence , had been consigned to the dull charnel - house , the ...
Pagina 60
... thought which , from north to south , from east to west , is undyingly implanted in man's breast . The warmth of maternal love , for instance , how beautiful is that deeply - shrined emotion ! it is felt in every region ; no place , no ...
... thought which , from north to south , from east to west , is undyingly implanted in man's breast . The warmth of maternal love , for instance , how beautiful is that deeply - shrined emotion ! it is felt in every region ; no place , no ...
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admiration Alice Lemington Alphonzo amidst Anna di Lucia asked Augustus baron Baroness de Scala beauty believe blush bosom bride bright brow captain cheeks child Clara cried dear death dream Eldrido endeavoured exclaimed eyes face fair fame fancied father feeling felt flower forget gaze genius gentle graceful grief Grosvenor Square hand happiness hear heard heart hope husband imagination knew Lady Cun Lady Cunnington laugh lips listen look Lord Brougham Lord Cun Lord Cunnington Lord Grey Lord Sevridge MARIA EDGEWORTH married Mary Grey members of parliament mind Miss Grey Miss Lemington mother Negroes never nington noble nobleman once opinion passion perhaps political politician poor pray pride proud racter replied Rosa Sally seemed sigh silly sister slave slavery smile sorrow soubrette soul speak sweet talk tears tell thought tion voice Whig whilst whispered wish woman wonder words young Cunnington youth
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Pagina 248 - Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own : He who, secure within, can say, To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived today. Be fair or foul, or rain or shine, The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not Heaven itself upon the past has power ; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
Pagina 190 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Pagina 99 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief, That can denote me truly : these indeed seem, For they are actions that a man might play : But I have that within which passeth show ; These but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Pagina 42 - Freedom has a thousand charms to show, That slaves, howe'er contented, never know. The mind attains beneath her happy reign The growth that nature meant she should attain. The varied fields of science, ever new...
Pagina 126 - Though the day of my destiny's over, And the star of my fate hath declined, Thy soft heart refused to discover The faults which so many could find ; Though thy soul with my grief was acquainted, It shrunk not to share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted It never hath found but in thee.
Pagina 72 - Where grows ? — where grows it not ? If vain our toil, We ought to blame the culture, not the soil...
Pagina 144 - Have I not had to wrestle with my lot ? Have I not suffered things to be forgiven? Have I not had my brain seared, my heart riven, Hopes sapped, name blighted, Life's life lied away ? And only not to desperation driven, Because not altogether of such clay As rots into the souls of those whom I survey.
Pagina 297 - Time hath , my lord , a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion ; A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past ; which are devour'd As fast as they are made , forgot as soon As done.
Pagina 276 - OH happiness ! our being's end and aim ! Good, pleasure, ease, content ? whate'er thy name : That something still which prompts th' eternal sigh, For which we bear to live, or dare to die, Which still so near us, yet beyond us lies, O'er-look'd, seen double, by the fool, and wise.
Pagina 231 - A man should never be ashamed to own he has been in the wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that he is wiser to-day than he was yesterday.