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... Beauty . The Horologe • Little Daffydowndilly It's Hame and it's Hame Learned Women . Maria , Nun of Santa Clara The Nun The Opium - eater . The Worth of Hours Fancies on a Tea - cup The Faint - hearted Lover Reverses Song , from the ...
... Beauty . The Horologe • Little Daffydowndilly It's Hame and it's Hame Learned Women . Maria , Nun of Santa Clara The Nun The Opium - eater . The Worth of Hours Fancies on a Tea - cup The Faint - hearted Lover Reverses Song , from the ...
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... Beauty . Self - culture Author of " John Halifax , Gentleman Aloise Schreiber • Robert Burns . • Waller and H. K. White • Coventry Patmore Anon . Lord Byron . Mrs. A. D. T. Whituey W. Barry . Gerald Massey Richard Thomson Leigh Hunt ...
... Beauty . Self - culture Author of " John Halifax , Gentleman Aloise Schreiber • Robert Burns . • Waller and H. K. White • Coventry Patmore Anon . Lord Byron . Mrs. A. D. T. Whituey W. Barry . Gerald Massey Richard Thomson Leigh Hunt ...
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... Beauty Self - culture • Author of " John Halifax , Gentleman " • Aloise Schreiber • Robert Burns . • Waller and H. K. White • . Coventry Patmore . Anon . · Lord Byron . Mrs. A. D. T. Whituey . W. Barry Gerald Massey . Richard Thomson ...
... Beauty Self - culture • Author of " John Halifax , Gentleman " • Aloise Schreiber • Robert Burns . • Waller and H. K. White • . Coventry Patmore . Anon . · Lord Byron . Mrs. A. D. T. Whituey . W. Barry Gerald Massey . Richard Thomson ...
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... beauty in the midst of that moorland ; and the smell of roses mixed well with that of the clover - the beautiful fair clover , that loves the soil and the air of Scotland , and gives the rich and balmy milk to the poor man's lips . In ...
... beauty in the midst of that moorland ; and the smell of roses mixed well with that of the clover - the beautiful fair clover , that loves the soil and the air of Scotland , and gives the rich and balmy milk to the poor man's lips . In ...
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... beauty and rustic health . Singing , she wrought , and a merry glee The mock - bird echoed from his tree . But when she glanced to the far - off town , White from its hill - slope looking down , The sweet song died , and a vague unrest ...
... beauty and rustic health . Singing , she wrought , and a merry glee The mock - bird echoed from his tree . But when she glanced to the far - off town , White from its hill - slope looking down , The sweet song died , and a vague unrest ...
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Page 264 - SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Page 335 - Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied. That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, — How...
Page 347 - What maintains one vice would bring up two children. You may think, perhaps, that a little tea or a little punch now and then, diet a little more costly, clothes a little finer, and a little entertainment now and then, can be no great matter: but remember what Poor Richard says, Many a little makes a mickle; and farther, Beware of little expenses; A small leak will sink a great ship; and again, Who dainties love shall beggars prove; and moreover, Fools make feasts and wise men eat them.
Page 347 - And again, Three Removes is as bad as a Fire; and again, Keep thy Shop, and thy Shop will keep thee; and again, If you would have your Business done, go; if not, send. And again, He that by the Plough would thrive, . . : Himself must either hold or drive.
Page 41 - Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Page 7 - Maud Muller looked and sighed: "Ah me! That I the Judge's bride might be! "He would dress me up in silks so fine, And praise and toast me at his wine. "My father should wear a broadcloth coat; My brother should sail a painted boat.
Page 118 - I beheld his body half wasted away with long expectation and confinement, and felt what kind of sickness of the heart it was which arises from hope deferred. Upon looking nearer, I saw him pale and feverish. In thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood. He had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time, nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. His children ! — But here my heart began to bleed, and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait.
Page 41 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Page 345 - I stopped my horse lately where a great number of people were collected at an auction of merchants' goods. The hour of the sale not being come, they were conversing on the badness of the times, and one of the company called to a plain, clean old man with white locks : " Pray, Father Abraham, what think you of the times? will not these heavy taxes quite ruin the country ? how shall we ever be able to pay them ? What would you advise us to do ? " Father Abraham stood up and replied : " If you would...
Page 346 - He, that hath a trade, hath an estate; and he, that hath a calling, hath an office of profit and honour," as poor Richard says: but then the trade must be worked at, and the calling well followed, or neither the estate nor the office will enable us to pay our taxes. If we are industrious, we shall never starve: for, " at the working man's house, hunger looks in, but dares not enter.