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... Burke , 281 282 224 JAMES MACKINTOSH , 224 Biographical Sketch , 284 Death of his Wife , 287 Conversation and Letters , 287 Johnson's Lives of the Poets , 288 290 Dugald Stewart , The Progressiveness of the Race , 293 CONTENTS . xi.
... Burke , 281 282 224 JAMES MACKINTOSH , 224 Biographical Sketch , 284 Death of his Wife , 287 Conversation and Letters , 287 Johnson's Lives of the Poets , 288 290 Dugald Stewart , The Progressiveness of the Race , 293 CONTENTS . xi.
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... live : it is impossible not to catch fire and raptures from his glowing style . The noble causes he gives at the conclusion for the decay of the sublime amongst men , to wit , the love of pleasure , riches , and idleness , would almost ...
... live : it is impossible not to catch fire and raptures from his glowing style . The noble causes he gives at the conclusion for the decay of the sublime amongst men , to wit , the love of pleasure , riches , and idleness , would almost ...
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... live to finish , though he left two volumes ready for the press . He died February 23 , 1800 , leaving behind him a widow , one son , ( the Rev. John Warton , ) and three daughters . Such is a brief outline of the life of this most ...
... live to finish , though he left two volumes ready for the press . He died February 23 , 1800 , leaving behind him a widow , one son , ( the Rev. John Warton , ) and three daughters . Such is a brief outline of the life of this most ...
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... lives and by their writings . Let those who are blest with genius recollect that economy is the parent of integrity , of liberty , and of ease ; and the beauteous sister of temperance , of cheerfulness , and health : and that ...
... lives and by their writings . Let those who are blest with genius recollect that economy is the parent of integrity , of liberty , and of ease ; and the beauteous sister of temperance , of cheerfulness , and health : and that ...
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... live , unready to die , we lose the present and seek the future , ask much for what we have not , thank Providence but little for what we have ; our youth has no joy , our middle age no quiet , our old age no ease , no indulgence ...
... live , unready to die , we lose the present and seek the future , ask much for what we have not , thank Providence but little for what we have ; our youth has no joy , our middle age no quiet , our old age no ease , no indulgence ...
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Side 174 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Side 201 - BRIGHTEST and best of the Sons of the morning ! Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid!
Side 467 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Side 468 - O men with Sisters dear ! O men with Mothers and Wives! It is not linen you're wearing out, But human creatures' lives! Stitch - stitch - stitch, In poverty, hunger, and dirt, Sewing at once with a double thread, A Shroud as well as a Shirt.
Side 468 - Work, work, work! From weary chime to chime ; Work, work, work, As prisoners work for crime : Band and gusset and seam, Seam and gusset and band, Till the heart is sick, and the brain benumbed, As well as the weary hand.
Side 329 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon?
Side 437 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
Side 176 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Side 365 - What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? — They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, — The soil where first they trod! They have left unstained what there they found — Freedom to worship God ! Felicia Hemans.
Side 468 - Work - work work Till the brain begins to swim! Work - work - work Till the eyes are heavy and dim! Seam , and gusset , and band , Band , and gusset , and seam , Till over the buttons I fall asleep, And sew them on in a dream! "O men with sisters dear! O men with mothers and wives! It is not linen you're wearing out , But human creatures