The Art of Doing Our Best: As Seen in the Lives and Stories of Some Thorough WorkersJames Hogg and Sons, 1864 - 371 sider |
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... never very strong . It was in the streets of London , too , that he acci- dentally made the acquaintance of Mirza , a native of Aleppo , and thus revived his wish to make himself master of Arabic , of which , at that time , he knew only ...
... never very strong . It was in the streets of London , too , that he acci- dentally made the acquaintance of Mirza , a native of Aleppo , and thus revived his wish to make himself master of Arabic , of which , at that time , he knew only ...
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... never seems to have been forgotten ; and , indeed , Jones was always remarkable for thinking that he never had done enough . Vocabularies and grammars were neither so plentiful , nor did they afford the aid to the student of languages ...
... never seems to have been forgotten ; and , indeed , Jones was always remarkable for thinking that he never had done enough . Vocabularies and grammars were neither so plentiful , nor did they afford the aid to the student of languages ...
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... never for one moment made Jones unmindful of his duty to his mother . She had long been the sole object of his care and affection ; her early liberality to him was repaid by his putting his increasing means at her entire command ; and ...
... never for one moment made Jones unmindful of his duty to his mother . She had long been the sole object of his care and affection ; her early liberality to him was repaid by his putting his increasing means at her entire command ; and ...
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... never very robust , began to fail entirely ; she , for whom he had worked and waited so patiently , who , in her turn , had cheerfully shared his exile , and been his constant companion and sup- port , began to droop under the heat of ...
... never very robust , began to fail entirely ; she , for whom he had worked and waited so patiently , who , in her turn , had cheerfully shared his exile , and been his constant companion and sup- port , began to droop under the heat of ...
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... never to see himself ; how , by the wounded soldiers who thronged the high roads , and who had , filled the ranks of the gallant army led by Francis I. into Italy , he would be held in breathless astonishment at many a tale of daring ...
... never to see himself ; how , by the wounded soldiers who thronged the high roads , and who had , filled the ranks of the gallant army led by Francis I. into Italy , he would be held in breathless astonishment at many a tale of daring ...
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Side 136 - Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
Side 140 - THERE is a book, who runs may read, Which heavenly truth imparts, And all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts. The works of God above, below, Within us and around, Are pages in that book, to show How God Himself is found.
Side 130 - If God spare my life, ere many years I will cause a boy that driveth the plough shall know more of the Scripture than thou dost.
Side 172 - But who hath praise enough \ nay, who hath any \ None can express thy works, but he that knows them ; And none can know thy works, which are so many, And so complete, but only he that owes them.
Side 166 - And angling, too, that solitary vice, Whatever Izaak Walton sings or says: The quaint, old, cruel coxcomb, in his gullet Should have a hook, and a small trout to pull it.
Side 32 - Here was deposited, the mortal part of a man, who feared GOD, but not death; and maintained independence, but sought not riches ; who thought none below him, but the base and unjust, none above him, but the wise and virtuous...
Side 174 - O my beloved nymph, fair Dove, Princess of rivers, how I love Upon thy flowery banks to lie, And view thy silver stream, When gilded by a Summer's beam! And in it all thy wanton fry Playing at liberty, And, with my angle, upon them The all of treachery I ever learned industriously to try!
Side 176 - ... when I would beget content, and increase confidence in the power and wisdom and providence of Almighty God, I will walk the meadows, by some gliding stream, and there contemplate the lilies that take no care, and those very many other various little living creatures that are not only created, but fed (man knows not how) by the goodness of the God of nature, and therefore trust in him.
Side 67 - You have said several times that you feel pity for me ; but it is I who pity you, who have said ' I am compelled.' That is not speaking like a king. These girls and I, who have part in the kingdom of heaven, we will teach you to talk royally. The Guisarts, all your people, and yourself, cannot compel a potter to bow down to images of clay.
Side 131 - ... and models of this inestimable man. Like the greatest of modern painters, he delighted to trace from the actions of familiar life the lines of sentiment and passion ; and from the populous haunts and momentary peacefulness of poverty and want, to form his inestimable groups of childhood and maternal tenderness with those nobler compositions from Holy Writ, as beneficent in their motive as they were novel in design. In piety the minds of Michael Angelo and Flaxman were the same — I dare not...