Uncle Frank's Pleasant Pages for the Fireside: A Miscellany of Tales, Sketches, Travels, Biography, History, Fables, Anecdotes, Dialogues, Poetry, Etc
H. Dayton, 1859 - Всего страниц: 312
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Стр. 64 - Were I to pray for a taste which should stand me in stead under every variety of circumstances, and be a source of happiness and cheerfulness to me during life, and a shield against its ills, however things might go amiss, and the world frown upon me, it would be a taste for reading.
Стр. 253 - The castled Crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine ; And hills all rich with blossomed trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scattered cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine, Have strewed a scene, which I should see With double joy wert thou with me.
Стр. 14 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white ; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower ; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die...
Стр. 64 - I were to pray for a taste which should stand me in stead under every variety of circumstances, and be a source of happiness and cheerfulness to me through life, and a shield against its ills, however things might go amiss and the world frown upon me, it would be a taste for reading.
Стр. 248 - THE summer and autumn had been so wet, That in winter the corn was growing yet : 'Twas a piteous sight to see, all around, The grain lie rotting on the ground.
Стр. 14 - When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die ; When distant Tweed is heard to rave, And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave» Then go — but go alone the while — Then view St David's ruined pile; And, home returning, soothly swear, Was never scene so sad and fair I 2.
Стр. 76 - I'm your servant and friend, But we ants never borrow, we ants never lend; But tell me, dear sir, did you lay nothing by When the weather was warm?" Said the cricket, "Not I. My heart was so light That I sang day and night, For all nature looked gay." "You sang, sir, you say? Go then," said the ant, "and dance winter away.
Стр. 297 - A dollar and a half ! Why, you offered it yourself for a dollar and a quarter." " Yes," said Franklin, " and I had better have taken that price then, than a dollar and a half now.
Стр. 156 - Rossberg (full four miles off in a straight line), where some strange commotion seemed taking place, which they themselves (the four behind) were observing with a telescope, and had entered into conversation on the subject with some strangers just come up ; when, all at once, a flight of stones, like cannon-balls, traversed the air above their heads ; a cloud of dust obscured the valley; a frightful noise was heard. They fled ! As soon as the obscurity was so far dissipated as to make objects discernible,...
Стр. 177 - His waggish eyes in sport he wound. But we shall mourn him long, and miss His ready smile, his ready kiss, The patter of his little feet, Sweet frowns and stammered phrases sweet . And graver looks, serene and high, A light of heaven in that young eye, All these shall haunt us till the heart Shall ache and ache — and tears will elr.rt.