Russell's Magazine, Том 6Paul Hamilton Payne Walker, Evans & Company, 1860 |
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... , 244 Maternal Dream .. .151 I saw thee , Lucy , when Gladness..229 In Childhood , when of Heaven I Thought ...... .... 236 Patriotism ... Pining for Home . ... 40 Love ... .... 459 No. I. VOL . VI . The Southern States receive.
... , 244 Maternal Dream .. .151 I saw thee , Lucy , when Gladness..229 In Childhood , when of Heaven I Thought ...... .... 236 Patriotism ... Pining for Home . ... 40 Love ... .... 459 No. I. VOL . VI . The Southern States receive.
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... thee question , What is this Love so sweet ? Two souls with one thought only , Two hearts as one that beat ! And say from whence Love cometh ? " Whence comes she who may know ! " And say how disappears she ? " Not true Love , happ'ning ...
... thee question , What is this Love so sweet ? Two souls with one thought only , Two hearts as one that beat ! And say from whence Love cometh ? " Whence comes she who may know ! " And say how disappears she ? " Not true Love , happ'ning ...
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... thee ; O'er one's deep tomb the hurrying sail Glides on the sea . As , when a joyous gathering ends , And festal lamps have died away , Some last retiring taper sends Its lonely ray , So , from thy darkened home are gone The cheerful ...
... thee ; O'er one's deep tomb the hurrying sail Glides on the sea . As , when a joyous gathering ends , And festal lamps have died away , Some last retiring taper sends Its lonely ray , So , from thy darkened home are gone The cheerful ...
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... thee or to me , Life , in its horror , alone ! Could'st thou bear to behold me pass ? Could I spread o'er thy limbs the pall ? What were left to either , to feel or to see , To think , or to know . when the one is gone , The one that ...
... thee or to me , Life , in its horror , alone ! Could'st thou bear to behold me pass ? Could I spread o'er thy limbs the pall ? What were left to either , to feel or to see , To think , or to know . when the one is gone , The one that ...
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... thee no rest , Nor yield its pillow to thine ! Oh ! the horror to think of thee , - Thou , in thy widowhood , lone ! When my agony all is o'er , And thou look'st for no love of mine , Yet , at midnight callest for me ; - Calling , in ...
... thee no rest , Nor yield its pillow to thine ! Oh ! the horror to think of thee , - Thou , in thy widowhood , lone ! When my agony all is o'er , And thou look'st for no love of mine , Yet , at midnight callest for me ; - Calling , in ...
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Стр. 326 - For books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are ; nay, they do preserve as in a vial the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them.
Стр. 326 - Dragon's teeth; and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book: Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were in the eye.
Стр. 326 - I deny not, but that it is of greatest concernment in the Church and Commonwealth, to have a vigilant eye how books demean themselves as well as men; and thereafter to confine, imprison, and do sharpest justice on them as malefactors.
Стр. 259 - To pass from theological and philosophical truth to the truth of civil business, it will be acknowledged, even by those that practise it not, that clear and round dealing is the honour of man's nature, and that mixture of falsehood is like alloy in coin of gold and silver, which may make the metal work the better, but it embaseth it...
Стр. 374 - Some say the Pilgrim's Progress is not mine, Insinuating as if I would shine In name and fame by the worth of another, Like some made rich by robbing of their brother ; Or that so fond I am of being Sire, I'll father bastards ; or, if need require, .'. * I'll tell a lye in print, to get applause.— I scorn it ; John such dirt-heap never was, Since God converted him.
Стр. 261 - Of all that is most beauteous, imaged there In happier beauty ; more pellucid streams, An ampler ether, a diviner air, And fields invested with purpureal gleams ; Climes which the sun, who sheds the brightest day Earth knows, is all unworthy to survey. Yet there the soul shall enter which hath earned That privilege by virtue.
Стр. 569 - MOST men know love but as a part of life ; They hide it in some corner of the breast, Even from themselves ; and only when they rest In the brief pauses of that daily strife, Wherewith the world might else be not so rife, They draw it forth (as one draws forth a toy To soothe some ardent, kiss-exacting boy) And hold it up to sister, child, or wife. Ah me ! why may not love and life be one ? Why walk we thus alone, when by our side, Love, like a visible God, might be our guide ? How would the marts...
Стр. 87 - We are Lilies fair, The flower of virgin light ; Nature held us forth, and said, " Lo ! my thoughts of white." Ever since then, angels Hold us in their hands ; You may see them where they take In pictures their sweet stands. Like the garden's angels Also do we seem, And not the less for being crown'd With a golden dream.
Стр. 387 - Blessed are the meek ; for they shall inherit the earth. " Blessed are the merciful ; for they shall obtain mercy.
Стр. 445 - God made both tears and laughter, and both for kind purposes. For as laughter enables mirth and surprise to breathe freely, so tears enable sorrow to vent itself patiently. Tears hinder sorrow from becoming despair and madness; and laughter is one of the very privileges of reason, being confined to the human species.