Reuben Apsley, Volume 3

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H. Colburn, 1827

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Page 10 - But thus saith the Lord, Even the captives of the mighty shall be taken away, and the prey of the terrible shall be delivered: for I will contend with him that contendeth with thee, and I will save thy children.
Page 74 - WHAT equall torment to the griefe of mind And pyning anguish hid in gentle hart, That inly feeds it selfe with thoughts unkind, And nourisheth her owne consuming smart? What medicine can any Leaches art Yeeld such a sore, that doth her grievance hide, And will to none her maladie impart?
Page 1 - Is mock'd by the outward showing ; When we dress the eyes in a gay disguise, While the tears are inward flowing ; When groans and grief would be a relief, But with carols we keep them under, And a laugh we start when the throbbing heart Is ready to burst asunder ! Oh wound most sore in the bosom's core.
Page 133 - How great a toil to stem the raging flood, When beauty stirs the mass of youthful blood...
Page 134 - not only did he treat us with a pointed indignity, which drew down upon him a severe rebuke from my uncle, but he had the heartlessness to declare that he would rather see his daughter dead at his feet, than married to a rebel, who had dared to take up arms against his most sacred and anointed Majesty.
Page 387 - To distrust every body, and, for fear of being imposed upon, to be really duped out of the most valuable feelings in human nature — the delights of friendship, and the charm of love.
Page 352 - Of cool green light, Where we braid our locks with flowers, With sea-flowers bright. There each floating sister laves Her beauties blooming, Lull'd by the echo of the waves Above her booming. Take my hand and downward glide, Downward through the lucid tide. Let my bosom, as we sink, Become thy pillow, And when once beneath the brink, We cleave the billow, Thou'lt taste the joys that to the sea Have been allotted, And all the pangs of earth shall be From memory blotted. Take my hand and downward glide,...
Page 179 - The individual remains perfectly convinced, that his senses were not deceived. He had precisely the same evidence of the existence of what he believes be saw, as of the different objects in the outward world which are presented to his observation. -" Whereon do you look? On him! on him! look you how pale he glares! Why, look you there ! look how it steals away ! My father in his habit as he lived! Look, where lie goes, even now, out at the portal!
Page 352 - ... the realms of earth, And upper air, Where spleenful mortals from their hirth, Are slaves to care, And gently sink into the waters Calm and green, To share with ocean's happy daughters Their lives serene. Take my hand, and downward glide, Downward through the lucid tide. Come unto our coral bowers, Of cool green light, Where we braid our locks with flowers, With sea-flowers bright. There each floating sister laves Her beauties blooming, Lull'd by the echo of the waves Above her booming. Take my...
Page 39 - As the fond bird, through night and morn, Still flutters round the rifled nest, And loves the scene, though now forlorn, Where once her brooding heart was bless'd ; So do I love to hover here, Where dreams of bliss I once enjoy 'd, And haunt the spot, though fate severe Has all my brood of hope destroy'd.

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