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See yon blue liquid expanse , how tranquilly it slumbers and glitters in lovely
ethereal robe , beneath the Sir Joshua Reynolds of nature , the glorious source of
light ! — Think how similar that picture is to youth in the cradle of his father - land
...
See yon blue liquid expanse , how tranquilly it slumbers and glitters in lovely
ethereal robe , beneath the Sir Joshua Reynolds of nature , the glorious source of
light ! — Think how similar that picture is to youth in the cradle of his father - land
...
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Yet he never overstepped the modesty of nature . Like a fine painting , he was all
in harmony ; and whether you gazed upon his quivering lip , or marked his
motionless air , the same vivid colouring of nature charmed the sense . I hope
and ...
Yet he never overstepped the modesty of nature . Like a fine painting , he was all
in harmony ; and whether you gazed upon his quivering lip , or marked his
motionless air , the same vivid colouring of nature charmed the sense . I hope
and ...
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You may laugh at my illustration ; but such is human nature . Give the Catholics
all they ask - you will then give them no more than they have a right to , as British
- born subjects and they can neither ask nor desire more than what Magna ...
You may laugh at my illustration ; but such is human nature . Give the Catholics
all they ask - you will then give them no more than they have a right to , as British
- born subjects and they can neither ask nor desire more than what Magna ...
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St . Paul ' s is out of proportion to human nature ; in it I looked upon myself as a
pigmy . It is a curious fact , that the sublime in art makes man feel little , while that
in nature elevates us , and raises the mind to the great Architect of heaven and ...
St . Paul ' s is out of proportion to human nature ; in it I looked upon myself as a
pigmy . It is a curious fact , that the sublime in art makes man feel little , while that
in nature elevates us , and raises the mind to the great Architect of heaven and ...
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tendency to impress parents with the importance of pushing forward the
perfections of their own nature , that the moral and religious rules of their lives
may be such as their hearts tell them are profitable and desirable for the present
and future ...
tendency to impress parents with the importance of pushing forward the
perfections of their own nature , that the moral and religious rules of their lives
may be such as their hearts tell them are profitable and desirable for the present
and future ...
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Página 13 - If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out. O ! I have suffered With those that I saw suffer : a brave vessel, Who had no doubt some noble creature in her, Dash'd all to pieces.
Página 289 - Know, all the good that individuals find, Or God and nature meant to mere mankind, Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words, health, peace, and competence But health consists with temperance alone ; And peace, oh virtue ! peace is all thy own.
Página 38 - Rejoice the soul of thy servant : for unto thee, O Lord, do I lift up my soul.
Página 39 - Existence may be borne, and the deep root Of life and sufferance make its firm abode In bare and desolated bosoms ; mute The camel labours with the heaviest load, And the wolf dies in silence...
Página 261 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch*. When owls do cry, '} \ On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Página 1 - Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye. But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die...
Página 227 - Then before All they stand — the holy vow And ring of gold, no fond illusions now, Bind her as his. Across the threshold led, And every tear kissed off as soon as shed, His house she enters — there to be a light Shining within, when all without is night ; A guardian- angel o'er his life presiding, Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing...
Página 244 - Woe to the youth whom Fancy gains, Winning from Reason's hand the reins, Pity and woe ! for such a mind Is soft, contemplative, and kind ; And woe to those who train such youth, And spare to press the rights of truth...
Página 120 - Ay me ! for aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, i; ' The course of true love never did run smooth ; But, either it was different in blood, — Her.
Página 171 - And love th' offender, yet detest th' offence? How the dear object from the crime remove, Or how distinguish penitence from love? Unequal task! a passion to resign, For hearts so touch'd, so pierc'd, so lost as mine. Ere such a soul regains its peaceful state, How often must it love, how often hate! How often hope, despair, resent, regret, Conceal, disdain, — do all things but forget.
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| Título | Forty years in the world; or, Sketches and tales of a soldier's life, by the author of Fifteen years in India, Volumen3 Volumen3 de Forty Years in the World: Or, Sketches and Tales of a Soldier's Life, Robert Grenville Wallace Forty years in the world; or, Sketches and tales of a soldier's life, by the author of Fifteen years in India, Robert Grenville Wallace |
| Autor | Robert Grenville Wallace |
| Edición | 2 |
| Publicado | 1825 |
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