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... bright sphere shall sink Than we , ungrateful , leave thee in that day , To pine in solitude thy life away , Or shun thee , tottering on the grave's cold brink . Banish the thought ! —where'er our steps may roam , O'er smiling plains ...
... bright sphere shall sink Than we , ungrateful , leave thee in that day , To pine in solitude thy life away , Or shun thee , tottering on the grave's cold brink . Banish the thought ! —where'er our steps may roam , O'er smiling plains ...
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... bright firmament's expanse ; The glories of its realm explore , And gaze , and wonder , and adore ! Doth it not speak to every sense , The marvels of Omnipotence ? Seest thou not there the Almighty name , Inscribed in characters of ...
... bright firmament's expanse ; The glories of its realm explore , And gaze , and wonder , and adore ! Doth it not speak to every sense , The marvels of Omnipotence ? Seest thou not there the Almighty name , Inscribed in characters of ...
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... bright sphere To warble it out in his Maker's ear . Ever , my child , be thy morn's first lays Tuned , like the lark's , to thy Maker's praise . What is that , mother ? — The dove , my son.- And that low , sweet voice , like a widow's ...
... bright sphere To warble it out in his Maker's ear . Ever , my child , be thy morn's first lays Tuned , like the lark's , to thy Maker's praise . What is that , mother ? — The dove , my son.- And that low , sweet voice , like a widow's ...
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... bright and beautiful colours , but not glaring , and sounds pleasant and soft to the ear . When you have succeeded in attracting a babe's attention to any object , it is well to let him examine it just as long as he chooses . Every time ...
... bright and beautiful colours , but not glaring , and sounds pleasant and soft to the ear . When you have succeeded in attracting a babe's attention to any object , it is well to let him examine it just as long as he chooses . Every time ...
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... bright , are cold- It cheers , and bids us live . Softer the tones of Friendship's voice , Its word more kindly flows , More grateful in its simplest sound Than all which art bestows . When torturing anguish racks the soul , When sorrow ...
... bright , are cold- It cheers , and bids us live . Softer the tones of Friendship's voice , Its word more kindly flows , More grateful in its simplest sound Than all which art bestows . When torturing anguish racks the soul , When sorrow ...
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Popular passages
Page 78 - Falsely luxurious ! will not man awake ; And, springing from the bed of sloth, enjoy The cool, the fragrant, and the silent hour, To meditation due, and sacred song...
Page 138 - How much more than is necessary do we spend in sleep, forgetting that The sleeping Fox catches no Poultry, and that There will be sleeping enough in the Grave, as Poor Richard says.
Page 209 - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay, So thou, with sails how swift, hast reached the shore 'Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,' And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.
Page 283 - And Abraham gat up early in the morning to the place where he stood before the LORD : and he looked toward Sodom and Gomorrah, and toward all the land of the plain, and beheld, and, lo, the smoke of the country went up as the smoke of a furnace.
Page 210 - My boast is not, that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents passed into the skies ! And now, farewell.
Page 297 - How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now dying all away, Now pealing loud again, and louder still, Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes on! With easy force it opens all the cells Where memory slept. Wherever I have heard A kindred melody, the scene recurs, And with it all its pleasures and its pains.
Page 156 - The other teaches me, that every grain of sand may harbour within it the tribes and the families of a busy population. The one told me of the insignificance of the world I tread upon. The other redeems it from all its insignificance ; for it tells me that in the leaves of every forest, and in the flowers of every garden, and in the waters of every rivulet, there are worlds teeming with life, and numberless as are the glories of the firmament.
Page 297 - THERE is in souls a sympathy with sounds, And as the mind is pitched the ear is pleased With melting airs or martial, brisk or grave, Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touched within us, and the heart replies.
Page 138 - He that riseth late must trot all Day, and shall scarce overtake his Business at Night; while Laziness travels so slowly, that Poverty soon overtakes him...
Page 115 - The SUN is but a spark of fire, A transient meteor in the sky ; The SOUL, immortal as its Sire, SHALL NEVER DIE.