Friendship's Gift of Moral and Entertaining Literature, Volúmenes 1-2M. O. Stevens Edward A. Rice, 1847 - 288 páginas |
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... sounds in my ear , persuading a return to the paths of wisdom , Alas ! thou hast passed away ; thou didst retire before the conflict of life as the sensitive plant shrinks from the rude touch of man . The companion of thy youthful days ...
... sounds in my ear , persuading a return to the paths of wisdom , Alas ! thou hast passed away ; thou didst retire before the conflict of life as the sensitive plant shrinks from the rude touch of man . The companion of thy youthful days ...
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... sound to the entrance of the corridor which served as a vesti- bule , he received the thanks of the pretty traveller , who ended by inviting him to rest a few moments . This proposal seemed to amuse him much , and he accepted it with an ...
... sound to the entrance of the corridor which served as a vesti- bule , he received the thanks of the pretty traveller , who ended by inviting him to rest a few moments . This proposal seemed to amuse him much , and he accepted it with an ...
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... sound of the bell , and would be upon every one of us before we knew it . I do not think I shall very soon for one see my cheeks they are . die ---- - how red and hard And you , Lillie , have laid out visiting enough for a long time ...
... sound of the bell , and would be upon every one of us before we knew it . I do not think I shall very soon for one see my cheeks they are . die ---- - how red and hard And you , Lillie , have laid out visiting enough for a long time ...
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... Though small the praise it bring ; Even if on desert waste My lonely lot be cast , Unto my harp the same , My numbers would I frame ; Though never ear were found To hear the lonely sound , Still should it echo 68 CASKET . THE LADIES '
... Though small the praise it bring ; Even if on desert waste My lonely lot be cast , Unto my harp the same , My numbers would I frame ; Though never ear were found To hear the lonely sound , Still should it echo 68 CASKET . THE LADIES '
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M. O. Stevens. To hear the lonely sound , Still should it echo round ; As the lone nightingale Her tuneful strain sings on To her sweet self alone , Whiling away the hour Deep in her leafy bow'r , Where night by night she loves Her music ...
M. O. Stevens. To hear the lonely sound , Still should it echo round ; As the lone nightingale Her tuneful strain sings on To her sweet self alone , Whiling away the hour Deep in her leafy bow'r , Where night by night she loves Her music ...
Términos y frases comunes
acquaintance angel aoidoi Asherton Athenians beautiful bless bosom breath bright bright eyes brow Carryl Casket catskins Charles cheek child Cimon cloud cold companion countenance Cuvier dark daughter dear death deep earth eyes face fair father fear feel flowers gazed gentle girl glance grave hand happy hath head heart heaven Helen Helon Highspire Holdworthy holy hope hour husband INDUSTRY AND IDLENESS lady Latham leave light Lilias Lilla lips live look Lovell Madeline Mademoiselle Marie Marianne Marie Marion marriage Massa Minnesingers Miss morning mother Nelly never night Nugent o'er once Pierre Bernard poor prayer Rennes replied rest Riano scene seemed sing sister sleep smile song soon sorrow soul spirit star stood sweet tears tell tempest thee Themistocles thing thou thought trees Vergina voice watched weary wife wing wish wonder words young
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Página 169 - SHE stood breast high amid the corn, Clasped by the golden light of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sun, Who many a glowing kiss had won. On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veiled a light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead...
Página 95 - Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying ? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
Página 233 - to exhibit in one glow of associated beauty the pride of every model and the perfection of every master. As a general, he marshalled the peasant into a veteran and supplied by discipline the absence of experience. As...
Página 26 - tis lovely ! Childhood's lip and cheek Mantling beneath its earnest brow of thought. Gaze ! — yet what see'st thou in those fair, and meek, And fragile things, as but for sunshine wrought ? Thou see'st what grief must nurture for the sky, What death must fashion for eternity...
Página 81 - A little more sleep, a little more slumber, a little " more folding of the hands to sleep.
Página 109 - Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox and hatred therewith.
Página 217 - THOSE few pale autumn flowers, How beautiful they are ! Than all that went before, Than all the summer store, How lovelier far ! And why ? — They are the last ! The last ! the last ! the last ! Oh ! by that little word, How many thoughts are stirred...
Página 253 - And death's full joy is given, Of those who sit and love you up in heaven, Say not,
Página 84 - O, how wonderful is the human voice! It is indeed the organ of the soul! The intellect of man sits enthroned visibly upon his forehead and in his eye ; and the heart of man is written upon his countenance. But the soul reveals itself in the voice only...
Página 121 - Then dashed away, playing the prodigal, And soon was lost — stealing unseen, unheard, Through the long grass, and round the twisted roots Of aged trees ; discovering where it ran By the fresh verdure. Overcome with heat...