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... sweets of a kiss as calmly , composedly , and I may say as coldly , as a bee sucks the honey from a hollyhock ; but now I never undertake the business of bussing unless I go into it with a heart heated in the blaze of enthusiasm . A ...
... sweets of a kiss as calmly , composedly , and I may say as coldly , as a bee sucks the honey from a hollyhock ; but now I never undertake the business of bussing unless I go into it with a heart heated in the blaze of enthusiasm . A ...
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... sweet , and no mistake . My hearers - I might as well let out the whole cable of my opinion , as to keep such a weight of it coiled up in my breast . Therefore , I say , I consider the practice of bees making honey far more decent than ...
... sweet , and no mistake . My hearers - I might as well let out the whole cable of my opinion , as to keep such a weight of it coiled up in my breast . Therefore , I say , I consider the practice of bees making honey far more decent than ...
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... tides , and twice as powerful . The moral fragrance that surrounds her is as sweet as the odors that arise from a field of white clover ; and her beauty 1 makes her one of the most interesting living ornaments SHORT PATENT SERMONS . 19.
... tides , and twice as powerful . The moral fragrance that surrounds her is as sweet as the odors that arise from a field of white clover ; and her beauty 1 makes her one of the most interesting living ornaments SHORT PATENT SERMONS . 19.
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... sweet blossoms of friendship - and then might we all partake of the pleasures of love unpoisoned by pain . So mote it be ! ON THE PRESENT DAY POETS . TEXT -I've genius , I've fame , I've friends without number , But the sound of my name ...
... sweet blossoms of friendship - and then might we all partake of the pleasures of love unpoisoned by pain . So mote it be ! ON THE PRESENT DAY POETS . TEXT -I've genius , I've fame , I've friends without number , But the sound of my name ...
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... sweets of salvation — they spit in the hand of charity - spurn friendly solicitude - and care no more for soft soap and sympathy than a dog does for a dollar . All they wish is to be allowed the privilege of fretting , undisturbed by ...
... sweets of salvation — they spit in the hand of charity - spurn friendly solicitude - and care no more for soft soap and sympathy than a dog does for a dollar . All they wish is to be allowed the privilege of fretting , undisturbed by ...
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Page 150 - Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground ; Another race the following spring supplies, They fall successive, and successive rise: So generations in their course decay, So flourish these, when those are past away.
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? — To thy chamber window, sweet...
Page 33 - Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!
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 320 - I've borne a weary lot; But in my wanderings, far or near, Ye never were forgot. The fount that first burst frae this heart Still travels on its way; And channels deeper, as it rins, The luve o' life's young day. O dear, dear Jeanie Morrison, Since we were sindered young, I've never seen your face, nor heard The music o...
Page 234 - There's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told, When two, that are link'd in one heavenly tie, With heart never changing and brow never cold, Love on through all ills, and love on till they die...
Page 234 - She openeth her mouth with wisdom, and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up and call her blessed, her husband also, and he praiseth her.
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 300 - Oh, that I were The viewless spirit of a lovely sound, A living voice, a breathing harmony, A bodiless enjoyment — born and dying With the blest tone which made me ! Enter from below a CHAMOIS HUNTER.