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... thou art a mightier conqueror than we . " R. A. NOVEL READING . Of all the questions which have ever come under human observa- tion , undoubtedly the most obscure in their nature and the most diffi- cult of decision , are those which ...
... thou art a mightier conqueror than we . " R. A. NOVEL READING . Of all the questions which have ever come under human observa- tion , undoubtedly the most obscure in their nature and the most diffi- cult of decision , are those which ...
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... thou too must soon be cold ! " Ah , yes ! if you are human and possess the faculties of a rational being , such must have been your meditations and such your conviction . Then how many tales of woe or happiness may not those grave ...
... thou too must soon be cold ! " Ah , yes ! if you are human and possess the faculties of a rational being , such must have been your meditations and such your conviction . Then how many tales of woe or happiness may not those grave ...
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... thou trust her word And follow her commands . She bids thee hie to some quiet place , And there exhaust life's sands , Far , far removed from the busy world , With toil and turmoil rife . But list to me , and I'll try to tell Of a ...
... thou trust her word And follow her commands . She bids thee hie to some quiet place , And there exhaust life's sands , Far , far removed from the busy world , With toil and turmoil rife . But list to me , and I'll try to tell Of a ...
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... thou- sand men stood in rank , armed cap - a - pie , ready for battle . The alarm , however , proved to be a false one , caused by the accidental discharge of a sentinel's musket , as he was saluting the officer of the day on his round ...
... thou- sand men stood in rank , armed cap - a - pie , ready for battle . The alarm , however , proved to be a false one , caused by the accidental discharge of a sentinel's musket , as he was saluting the officer of the day on his round ...
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... thou dwell ? " I FLIT o'er the ocean , with lingering light ; I play with its wavelets , till coming of night ; I dart through the heavens with saffron and gold , And chase away darkness - its terrors unfold . The blush on the flower ...
... thou dwell ? " I FLIT o'er the ocean , with lingering light ; I play with its wavelets , till coming of night ; I dart through the heavens with saffron and gold , And chase away darkness - its terrors unfold . The blush on the flower ...
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Side 286 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow.
Side 325 - And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan...
Side 277 - No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his father and his God.
Side 277 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frowned not on his humble birth, And melancholy marked him for her own.
Side 408 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Side 311 - And wi' the lave ilk merry morn Could rank my rig and lass, Still shearing, and clearing The tither stocked raw, Wi' claivers, an' haivers, Wearing the day awa : Ev'n then a wish, (I mind its power,) A wish that to my latest hour Shall strongly heave my breast ; That I for poor auld Scotland's sake, Some usefu' plan, or beuk could make, Or sing a sang at least.
Side 148 - In happy climes, the seat of innocence, Where Nature guides and Virtue rules, Where men shall not impose for truth and sense The pedantry of courts and schools : There shall be sung another golden age, The rise of empire and of arts, The good and great inspiring epic rage, The wisest heads and noblest hearts.
Side 303 - To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Side 274 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply ; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Side 366 - I cannot blame him : at my nativity The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes, Of burning cressets ; and at my birth The frame and huge foundation of the earth Shak'd like a coward.