Breakfast in Bed: Or, Philosophy Between the Sheets. A Series of Indigestible Discourses

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J. Bradburn, 1863 - 275 pagine
 

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Pagina 160 - Near this spot Are deposited the Remains Of one Who Possessed Beauty Without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, And all the Virtues of Man Without his Vices. This Praise, which would be unmeaning flattery If inscribed over Human Ashes, Is but a just tribute to the Memory of "Boatswain," a Dog Who was born at Newfoundland, May, 1803, And died at Newstead Abbey Nov. 18, 1808.
Pagina 114 - Then David arose from the earth, and washed, and anointed himself, and changed his apparel, and came into the house of the Lord, and worshipped...
Pagina 41 - That living flood, pouring through these streets, of all qualities and ages, knowest thou whence it is coming, whither it is going? Aus der Ewigkeit; zu der Ewigkeit hin: From Eternity, onwards to Eternity!
Pagina 114 - And he said, While the child was yet alive, I fasted and wept: for I said, Who can tell whether God will be gracious to me, that the child may live? 23 But now he is dead, wherefore should I fast? can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.
Pagina 160 - When some proud son of man returns to earth, Unknown to glory, but upheld by birth, The sculptor's art exhausts the pomp of woe, And storied urns record who rests below; When all is done, upon the tomb is seen, Not what he was, but what he should have been...
Pagina 22 - ... his manager? I think that there is a great deal to be said on the other side, and I mean to say it plainly, but temperately. First, however, let me express my opinion that the responsibility of the blemishes to which I am about to call attention lies at the door, not of Mr.
Pagina 43 - In households where the honey-pot is always open, there seldom fails to be an abundance of wax (spelt " whacks") ; yet do I hope to solve the problem of bringing up a child that I have not begotten without spoiling and without laying; a finger on him.
Pagina 270 - The gentry and citizens had little learning of any kind, and their way of breeding up their children was suitable to the rest. They were as severe to their children as their schoolmasters, and their schoolmasters as severe as masters of the house of correction.
Pagina 44 - BABY MAY CHEEKS as soft as July peaches, Lips whose dewy scarlet teaches Poppies paleness — round large eyes Ever great with new surprise, Minutes filled with shadeless gladness, Minutes just as brimmed with sadness, Happy smiles and wailing cries, Crows and laughs and tearful eyes, Lights and shadows swifter born Than on wind-swept Autumn corn, Ever some new tiny notion Making every limb all motion — Catching...
Pagina 60 - And the old man said, Because I am very hungry — I have nobody to give me any dinners or suppers — I have nothing in the world but this little dog ; and I cannot work. If I could work I would.

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