Short Patent Sermons, Volume 1

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Paige, Nichols & Krauth, 1845 - American essays

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Page 49 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright; I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how?
Page 33 - Trust not for freedom to the Franks— They have a king who buys and sells; In native swords, and native ranks, The only hope of courage dwells: But Turkish force, and Latin fraud, Would break your shield, however broad. Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! Our virgins dance beneath the shade...
Page 147 - All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.
Page 111 - Come, bright improvement! on the car of time, And rule the spacious world from clime to clime ; Thy handmaid arts shall every wild explore, Trace every wave, and culture every shore.
Page 137 - Pluto maintained he was cheated, For justice divine could not compass its ends; The scheme of man's penance he swore was defeated, For earth becomes heaven with — wife, children, and friends.
Page 101 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe.
Page 137 - The bower where he sat with — wife, children, and friends. The dayspring of youth, still unclouded by sorrow, Alone on itself for enjoyment depends; But drear is the twilight of age, if it borrow No warmth from the smile of — wife, children, and friends. Let the breath of renown ever freshen and nourish The laurel which o'er the dead...
Page 83 - Perceiv'st thou not the process of the year, How the four seasons in four forms appear, Resembling human life in every shape they wear?
Page 5 - NATURE'S GENTLEMAN. WHOM do we dub as Gentlemen ? The knave, the fool, the brute If they but own full tithe of gold, and wear a courtly suit; The parchment scroll of titled line, the riband at the knee; Can still suffice to ratify and grant such high degree: But Nature with a matchless hand, sends forth her nobly born, And laughs the paltry attributes of wealth and rank to scorn; She moulds with care, a spirit rare, half human...
Page 68 - METHINKS it were no pain to die On such an eve, when such a sky O'ercanopies the West ^ To gaze my fill on yon calm deep, And, like an infant, fall asleep On earth, my mother's breast.

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