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Page xlii - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life. 'But not the praise...
Page xxi - Come, thou shalt form my nosegay now, And I will bind thee round my brow ; And as I twine the mournful wreath, I'll weave a melancholy song: And sweet the strain shall be and long, The melody of death.
Page 241 - O put thy trust in God : for I will yet thank him, which is the help of my countenance, and my God.
Page xxxiv - Then since this world is vain, And volatile, and fleet, Why should I lay up earthly joys, Where rust corrupts, and moth destroys, And cares and sorrows eat ? Why fly from ill With anxious skill, When soon this hand will freeze, this throbbing heart be still.
Page xliv - He passed the whole term in preparing himself for this ; reading for college subjects in bed, in his walks, or, as he says, where, when, and how he could ; never having a moment to spare, and often going to his tutor without having read at all.
Page xxxiii - What is this passing scene ? A peevish April day, A little sun — a little rain, And then night sweeps along the plain, And all things fade away: Man, soon discussed, Yields up his trust, And all his hopes and fears lie with him in the dust.
Page xxxii - COME, Disappointment, come ! Not in thy terrors clad; Come in thy meekest, saddest guise ; Thy chastening rod but terrifies The restless and the bad. But I recline Beneath thy shrine, And round my brow resign'd, thy peaceful cypress twine.
Page 253 - In yonder cot, along whose mouldering walls In many a fold the mantling woodbine falls, The village matron kept her little school, Gentle of heart, yet knowing well to rule; Staid was the dame, and modest was her mien; Her garb was coarse, yet whole, and nicely clean; Her neatly...