Evenings at Home, Or, The Juvenile Budget Opened

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C.S. Francis, 1852 - 446 sider
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Side 93 - His spear, to equal which the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills to be the mast Of some great ammiral, were but a wand.
Side 167 - And what is a conqueror ? Have not you, too, gone about the earth, like an evil genius, blasting the fair fruits of peace and industry ; — plundering, ravaging, killing, without law, without justice, merely to gratify an insatiable lust for dominion...
Side 281 - But so it is ; one man walks through the world with his eyes o-pen, and an-oth-er with them shut ; and up-on this dif-fer-ence de-pends all the su-pe-ri-or-i-ty of know-ledge the one ac-quires a-bove the oth-er.
Side 167 - I, too, have freely given to the poor what I took from the rich. I have established order and discipline among the most ferocious of mankind, and have stretched out my protecting arm over the oppressed. I know, indeed, little of the philosophy you talk of, but I believe neither you nor I shall ever atone to the world for half the mischief we have done it.
Side 167 - And does not Fame speak of me too ? Was there ever a bolder captain of a more valiant band ? Was there ever— but I scorn to boast.
Side 159 - Swift through the town the warrior bends his way. The wanton courser thus with reins unbound Breaks from his stall, and beats the trembling ground ; Pamper'd and proud, he seeks the wonted tides, And laves, in height of blood, his shining sides...
Side 20 - ... seeks the refreshment of the cool shade ; she seeks the clear streams, the crystal brooks, to bathe her languid limbs. The brooks and rivulets fly from her, and are dried up at her approach. She cools her parched lips with berries, and the grateful acid of all fruits ; the seedy melon, the sharp apple, and the red pulp of the juicy cherry, which are poured out plentifully around her.
Side 69 - A king is but a man : and a man is but a worm. Shall a worm assume the power of the great God, and think the elements will obey him > May kings learn to be humble from my example* and courtiers learn truth from your disgrace!
Side 431 - Or, thrown at gayer ease, on some fair brow, Let me behold, by breezy murmurs cool'd, Broad o'er my head the verdant cedar wave, And high palmetos lift their graceful shade. Or stretch'd amid these orchards of the sun, Give me to drain the cocoa's milky bowl, And from the palm to draw its freshening wine ! More bounteous far than all the frantic juice Which Bacchus pours.

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