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Pagina 57 - Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die...
Pagina 167 - Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Pagina 446 - Nor second he that rode sublime Upon the seraph-wings of Ecstasy, The secrets of th' abyss to spy. He passed the flaming bounds of Place and Time: The living throne, the sapphire blaze, Where angels tremble while they gaze, He saw; but, blasted with excess of light, Closed his eyes in endless night.
Pagina 333 - And HIS FEET shall stand in that day upon the Mount of Olives, which is before Jerusalem on the east ; and the Mount of Olives shall cleave in the midst thereof, toward the east and toward the west, and there shall be a very great valley; and half of the mountain shall remove toward the north, and half of it toward the south.
Pagina 445 - But ask not bodies doom'd to die To what abode they go ; Since Knowledge is but Sorrow's spy, It is not safe to know.
Pagina 77 - A History of Gavelkind, and other remarkable Customs, in the County of Kent. 8vo, illustrated with facsimiles, a very handsome volume, cloth. 15s. SANDYS (Charles) Critical Dissertation on Professor Willis's "Architectural History of Canterbury Cathedral.
Pagina 492 - There is a pleasure, sure, In being mad, which none but madmen know...
Pagina 138 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Pagina 34 - Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her; In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours. God shall be truly known; and those about her From her shall read the perfect ways of honour, And by those claim their greatness, not by blood.
Pagina 445 - Let fortune empty her whole quiver on me ; I have a soul that like an ample shield Can take in all, and verge enough for more.

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