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When we express the enjoyment which arises from the beauty and fragrance of
the flower, we do not the less prize the honey which is extracted from it, or the
medicinal virtues which it yields. That Franklin was accessible to such feelings,
the ...
When we express the enjoyment which arises from the beauty and fragrance of
the flower, we do not the less prize the honey which is extracted from it, or the
medicinal virtues which it yields. That Franklin was accessible to such feelings,
the ...
Стр. 54
She only has it—she who wrought my harm : 'Tis not in sea or land, herb or
physician– 'Tis with youth's blossom, 'tis with beauty's charm. I know not heat from
cold, nor night from morrow, Nor the tame hen from cuckoo of the dell ; My friends
I ...
She only has it—she who wrought my harm : 'Tis not in sea or land, herb or
physician– 'Tis with youth's blossom, 'tis with beauty's charm. I know not heat from
cold, nor night from morrow, Nor the tame hen from cuckoo of the dell ; My friends
I ...
Стр. 65
The Queen was also splendidly attired; but as far surpassing her in magnificence,
as she did in beauty, Agnès Sorel rode by her side. The only weakness recorded
of “la belle des belles,” is her fondness for sumptuous dress; and the only ...
The Queen was also splendidly attired; but as far surpassing her in magnificence,
as she did in beauty, Agnès Sorel rode by her side. The only weakness recorded
of “la belle des belles,” is her fondness for sumptuous dress; and the only ...
Стр. 67
She reviewed, with self upbraiding, her past life: lamented the fatal gift of beauty,
but for which she might have accomplished her youth's early promise; lived in
innocent happiness, and died in peace. To the Count de Tancarville, who stood
by ...
She reviewed, with self upbraiding, her past life: lamented the fatal gift of beauty,
but for which she might have accomplished her youth's early promise; lived in
innocent happiness, and died in peace. To the Count de Tancarville, who stood
by ...
Стр. 68
... widow, a childless mother, a fallen and dis-crowned Queen—a suppliant for
the penurious charity of others; her beauty gone, her hopes blighted; waiting and
longing until her weary pilgrimage on earth should be accomplished and ended.
... widow, a childless mother, a fallen and dis-crowned Queen—a suppliant for
the penurious charity of others; her beauty gone, her hopes blighted; waiting and
longing until her weary pilgrimage on earth should be accomplished and ended.
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Стр. 53 - ... to establish a defence on the ground of insanity, it must be clearly proved that, at the time of the committing of the act, the party accused was laboring under such a defect of reason, from disease of the mind, as not to know the nature and quality of the act he was doing ; or, if he did know it, that he did not know he was doing what was wrong.
Стр. 220 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Стр. 214 - Who, doomed to go in company with pain, And fear, and bloodshed, miserable train ! Turns his necessity to glorious gain ; In face of these doth exercise a power Which is our human nature's highest dower ; Controls them and subdues, transmutes, bereaves Of their bad influence, and their good receives...
Стр. 213 - CHARACTER OF THE HAPPY WARRIOR. WHO is the happy Warrior ? Who is he That every Man in arms should wish to be ? It is the generous Spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his childish thought...
Стр. 214 - Whose powers shed round him in the common strife, Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a Lover; and attired With sudden brightness, like a Man inspired ; And, through the heat of conflict, keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw...
Стр. 338 - Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Стр. 331 - Not Chaos, not The darkest pit of lowest Erebus, Nor aught of blinder vacancy — scooped out By help of dreams, can breed such fear and awe As fall upon us often when we look Into our minds, into the mind of man, My haunt, and the main region of my song.
Стр. 214 - Tis he whose law is reason; who depends Upon that law as on the best of friends; Whence, in a state where men are tempted still To evil for a guard against worse ill...
Стр. 333 - Invisible, yet liveth to the heart ; O'er all that leaps and runs, and shouts and sings, Or beats the gladsome air ; o'er all that glides Beneath the wave, yea, in the wave itself, And mighty depth of waters. Wonder not If high the transport, great the joy I felt, Communing in this sort through earth and heaven With every form of creature, as it looked Towards the Uncreated with a countenance Of adoration, with an eye of love. One song they sang, and it was audible, Most audible, then, when the fleshly...
Стр. 122 - But the harvest time of Love is there. Oh ! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight...