Fashionable Amusements

Jonathan Leavitt, 1831 - 205 sider

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Side 43 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Side 62 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Side 183 - Tam was glorious, o'er a' the ills o' life victorious ! " But pleasures are like poppies spread : you seize the flower, its bloom is shed; or like the snow falls in the river, a moment white — then melts for ever; or like the Borealis' race, that flit ere you can point their place; or like the rainbow's lovely form evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; the hour approaches Tam maun ride: that hour, o...
Side 192 - Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth ; and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes : but know thou, that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment.
Side 35 - So spake the Seraph Abdiel, faithful found; Among the faithless, faithful only he; Among innumerable false, unmoved, Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified, His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; Nor number nor example with him wrought To swerve from truth, or change his constant mind Though single.
Side 117 - Beauty is Nature's brag, and must be shown In courts, at feasts, and high solemnities, Where most may wonder at the workmanship.
Side 131 - Envy, to which the ignoble mind's a slave, Is emulation in the learned or brave; Nor virtue, male or female, can we name, But what will grow on pride, or grow on shame.
Side 136 - Cet amour des objets imaginaires et cette facilité de m'en occuper achevèrent de me dégoûter de tout ce qui m'entouroit, et déterminèrent ce goût pour la solitude qui m'est toujours resté depuis ce temps-là. On verra plus d'une fois dans la suite les bizarres effets de cette disposition si misanthrope et si sombre en apparence, mais qui vient • en effet d'un cœur trop affectueux , trop aimant, trop tendre , qui, faute d'en trouver d'existants qui lui ressemblent, est forcé de s'alimenter...
Side 159 - Oh! he will tell thee, that the wealth of worlds Should ne'er seduce his bosom to forego That sacred hour...
Side 60 - No wound, which warlike hand of enemy Inflicts with dint of sword, so sore doth light As doth the poysnous sting, which infamy Infixeth in the name of noble wight...

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