Doctor Birch and His Young Friends

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Appleton, 1853 - 49 páginas
 

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Página 48 - Come wealth or want, come good or ill, Let young and old accept their part, And bow before the Awful Will, And bear it with an honest heart, Who misses or who wins the prize. — Go, lose or conquer as you can ; But if you fail, or if you rise, Be each, pray God, a gentleman.
Página 47 - I'd say, how fate may change and shift; The prize be sometimes with the fool, The race not always to the swift. The strong may yield, the good may fall, The great man be a vulgar clown, The knave be lifted over all, The kind cast pitilessly down.
Página 32 - MID pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home!
Página 48 - Who misses, or who wins the prize ? Go, lose or conquer as you can : But if you fail, or if you rise, Be each, pray God, a gentleman, A gentleman, or old or young : (Bear kindly with my humble lays,) The sacred chorus first was sung Upon the first of Christmas days. The shepherds heard it overhead — The joyful angels raised it then : Glory to heaven on high, it said, And peace on earth to gentle men.
Página 48 - So each shall mourn, in life's advance, Dear hopes, dear friends, untimely killed ; Shall grieve for many a forfeit chance And longing passion unfulfilled. Amen ! whatever fate be sent, Pray God the heart may kindly glow, Although the head with cares be bent, And whitened with the winter snow. Come wealth or want, come good or ill, Let young and old accept their part, And bow before the Awful Will, And bear it with an honest heart, Who misses, or who wins the prize.
Página 46 - I'd say, the griefs, the joys, Just hinted in this mimic page, The triumphs and defeats of boys, Are but repeated in our age. I'd say, your woes were not less keen, Your hopes more vain, than those of men; Your pangs or pleasures of fifteen At forty-five played o'er again. I'd say, we suffer and we strive, Not less nor more as men than boys ; With grizzled beards at forty-five, As erst at twelve in corduroys.
Página 45 - THE play is done ; the curtain drops, Slow falling, to the prompter's bell : A moment yet the actor stops, And looks around, to say farewell. It is an irksome word and task ; And when he 's laughed and said his say, He shows, as he removes the mask, A face that 's anything but gay.
Página 47 - The kind cast pitilessly down. Who knows the inscrutable design? Blessed be He who took and gave : Why should your mother, Charles, not mine, Be weeping at her darling's grave? ' We bow to heaven that will'd it so, That darkly rules the fate of all, That sends the respite or the blow, That 's free to give or to recall.
Página 46 - I'd say, your woes were not less keen. Your hopes more vain than those of men; Your pangs or pleasures of fifteen At forty-five played o'er again. I'd say, we suffer and we strive. Not less nor more as men than boys; With grizzled beards at forty-five, As erst at twelve in corduroys.
Página 47 - Dives' wheel To spurn the rags of Lazarus? Come, brother, in that dust we'll kneel, Confessing Heaven that ruled it thus. So each shall mourn, in life's advance, Dear hopes, dear friends, untimely killed; Shall grieve for many a forfeit chance, And longing passion unfulfilled. Amen ! whatever fate be sent, Pray God the heart may kindly glow, Although the head with cares be bent, And whitened with the winter snow.

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