The Book of Gems: Pomfret to BloomfieldSamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1837 |
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... feelings and sentiments of the larger proportion of human kind , whose search after happiness is neither confined within too limited a circle , nor extended over too wide a space . The enjoyments of which the poet speaks are such only ...
... feelings and sentiments of the larger proportion of human kind , whose search after happiness is neither confined within too limited a circle , nor extended over too wide a space . The enjoyments of which the poet speaks are such only ...
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... feeling that the gratitude and reverence paid to it , And scatter'd blessings with a wasteful hand ! But what though perhaps involuntarily , are not unjustly paid . " 16 ADDISON . JOSEPH ADDISON From the Complaint; or, Night.
... feeling that the gratitude and reverence paid to it , And scatter'd blessings with a wasteful hand ! But what though perhaps involuntarily , are not unjustly paid . " 16 ADDISON . JOSEPH ADDISON From the Complaint; or, Night.
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... is never mentioned in any intellectual circle , without a feeling that the gratitude and reverence paid to it , Bennington ADDISON . How has kind Heaven adorn'd the happy. though perhaps involuntarily , are not unjustly paid . "
... is never mentioned in any intellectual circle , without a feeling that the gratitude and reverence paid to it , Bennington ADDISON . How has kind Heaven adorn'd the happy. though perhaps involuntarily , are not unjustly paid . "
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... feels compassion touch his grateful soul .. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead , With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow , And loose from dross the silver runs below . 66 Long had our ...
... feels compassion touch his grateful soul .. Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead , With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow , And loose from dross the silver runs below . 66 Long had our ...
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... feeling , but goes round worlds universal , actual , infinite , and unseen , in visions of hope and beauty . The real portion of Dr. Young's powers found vent , as we have intimated , in the satirical form , and the general style of his ...
... feeling , but goes round worlds universal , actual , infinite , and unseen , in visions of hope and beauty . The real portion of Dr. Young's powers found vent , as we have intimated , in the satirical form , and the general style of his ...
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75 ÆäÀÌÁö - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied GOD ! The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart, is joy.
147 ÆäÀÌÁö - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
77 ÆäÀÌÁö - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
33 ÆäÀÌÁö - tis madness to defer ; Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
207 ÆäÀÌÁö - Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which ev"n to name wad be unlawfu'. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious : The piper loud and louder blew ; The dancers quick and quicker flew ; They reel'd, they set, they cross'd, they cleekit, Till ilka carlin swat and reekit, And coost her duddies to the wark, And linket at it in her sark ! Now Tam, O Tam ! had thae been queans, A' plump and strapping in their teens ; Their sarks, instead o...
50 ÆäÀÌÁö - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
120 ÆäÀÌÁö - Awake, ^Eolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take : The laughing flowers that round them blow Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong. Thro
168 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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 pass'd into the skies.
210 ÆäÀÌÁö - TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY, ON TURNING ONE DOWN WITH THE PLOUGH, IN APRIL, 1786. WEE, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem : To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie Lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
167 ÆäÀÌÁö - Wouldst softly speak and stroke my head and smile — Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart : the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might.