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... earth , Thou art no common child . Let others vaunt of lordly birth By pompous phrase beguiled ; And others of their sword and vest Derived from warrior sire ; Thine , boy , shall be a nobler crest , - Thy father's wreath and lyre ...
... earth , Thou art no common child . Let others vaunt of lordly birth By pompous phrase beguiled ; And others of their sword and vest Derived from warrior sire ; Thine , boy , shall be a nobler crest , - Thy father's wreath and lyre ...
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... earth unroll ; Go ! to the mountains , for they be From and for eternity . Ask them , where is their Maker - where ? Every one shall answer , " Here ! " Would'st thou know more , -the ocean's roar , The starry sky , and the mountains ...
... earth unroll ; Go ! to the mountains , for they be From and for eternity . Ask them , where is their Maker - where ? Every one shall answer , " Here ! " Would'st thou know more , -the ocean's roar , The starry sky , and the mountains ...
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... earth . Is there a wretch feels not thy balm ? Whose heart ne'er touch'd by thee ; Oh ! in his troubled mind , grant calm , And sweet content may be . Hope at the helm of virtue's bark , Shall guide us through this life , And lead at ...
... earth . Is there a wretch feels not thy balm ? Whose heart ne'er touch'd by thee ; Oh ! in his troubled mind , grant calm , And sweet content may be . Hope at the helm of virtue's bark , Shall guide us through this life , And lead at ...
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... earth is his pillow . From his bark he was swept to the dark foamy strand , Where he strove ' gainst the strength of the ocean ; But fear seiz'd his soul , unnerv'd his strong hand , And he sunk in convulsive emotion . Beneath the ...
... earth is his pillow . From his bark he was swept to the dark foamy strand , Where he strove ' gainst the strength of the ocean ; But fear seiz'd his soul , unnerv'd his strong hand , And he sunk in convulsive emotion . Beneath the ...
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... earth stops its bounty , we despair of help from Heaven ; and the piety which worship- ed God by the warm hearth , faints over the dead embers . The change on our whole moral nature may be slow , but it is sure ; -each successive day is ...
... earth stops its bounty , we despair of help from Heaven ; and the piety which worship- ed God by the warm hearth , faints over the dead embers . The change on our whole moral nature may be slow , but it is sure ; -each successive day is ...
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163 ÆäÀÌÁö - Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested; that is, some books are to be read only in parts; others to be read, but not curiously; and some few to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention.
120 ÆäÀÌÁö - Thou art gone to the grave ; we no longer behold thee. Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee, And sinners may hope, since the Saviour hath died.
29 ÆäÀÌÁö - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast...
129 ÆäÀÌÁö - I observed, that those who had but just begun to climb the hill thought themselves not far from the top ; but, as they proceeded, new hills were continually rising to their view, and the summit of the highest they could before discern seemed but the foot of another, till the mountain at length appeared to lose itself in the clouds. As I was gazing on these things with astonishment, my good genius suddenly appeared : The mountain before thee, said he, is the Hill of Science.
151 ÆäÀÌÁö - MINE be a cot beside the hill, A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear ; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall, shall linger near. The swallow, oft, beneath my thatch Shall twitter from her clay-built nest ; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest.
143 ÆäÀÌÁö - To be happy at home is the ultimate result of all ambition, the end to which every enterprise and labour tends, and of which every desire prompts the prosecution.
167 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... very frequently, both in public and in private, discourses have been purposely introduced, to the disparagement of his master, the Earl of Shaftesbury, his party, and designs, he could never be provoked to take any notice, or discover in word or look the least concern; so that I believe there is not in the world such a master of taciturnity and passion.
111 ÆäÀÌÁö - Give back the lost and lovely ! those for whom The place was kept at board and hearth so long ! The prayer went up...
168 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... student's place, and deprive him of all the rights and advantages thereunto belonging, for which this shall be your warrant; and so we bid you heartily farewell. Given at our Court at Whitehall, llth day of November, 1684. " By his Majesty's command, SUNDERLAND.
112 ÆäÀÌÁö - make it otherwise. I write according to the thoughts I feel ; when I think upon God my heart is so full of joy that the notes dance and leap, as it were, from my pen ; and since God has given me a cheerful heart, it will be pardoned me that I serve him with a cheerful spirit.