The Children's Bower; Or, What You Like, Volumen1Longman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1858 |
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... says slowly and gravely , that this child was never known to have committed a single fault . He says he speaks on the best authority ; he adds , that his love of truth broke out on the slightest occasions , and that nothing could ever ...
... says slowly and gravely , that this child was never known to have committed a single fault . He says he speaks on the best authority ; he adds , that his love of truth broke out on the slightest occasions , and that nothing could ever ...
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... says the ancient poet . What man really is , Socrates , with Plato , confesses that he knows not . But in a certain sense , Gerson and Bossuet seem to accept the Pindaric definition . " The life of most of us is walking in our sleep , " ...
... says the ancient poet . What man really is , Socrates , with Plato , confesses that he knows not . But in a certain sense , Gerson and Bossuet seem to accept the Pindaric definition . " The life of most of us is walking in our sleep , " ...
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... says , we can in no way avoid unless we write nothing ; but then " to commence or continue author " is not , though Johnson says it , always " to claim praise . " Gerson , for instance , had a different motive ; for he consoles himself ...
... says , we can in no way avoid unless we write nothing ; but then " to commence or continue author " is not , though Johnson says it , always " to claim praise . " Gerson , for instance , had a different motive ; for he consoles himself ...
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... say nothing of something else having been deeply and power- fully moved . " Still hath his night of life some memory ... says Hood , " has sufficiently graduated to become a teacher until he has suffered . " Trip- tolemus , who first ...
... say nothing of something else having been deeply and power- fully moved . " Still hath his night of life some memory ... says Hood , " has sufficiently graduated to become a teacher until he has suffered . " Trip- tolemus , who first ...
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... say that mankind at large prefer comedy to tragedy . It is the latter , " the most pleasing , " as Plato says , " to the vulgar , which is the most soul- alluring of all kinds of poetry * . " Even men thought constant to lightness are ...
... say that mankind at large prefer comedy to tragedy . It is the latter , " the most pleasing , " as Plato says , " to the vulgar , which is the most soul- alluring of all kinds of poetry * . " Even men thought constant to lightness are ...
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Acheul admire affection Augustin beauty Bonifacius brother called charity Charles Lamb charm cher child childhood and youth Children's Bower Christian Church Cicero common congruum Cratylus delight disposition divine dream Duc de Beauvilliers Duc de Saint-Simon earth evil eyes fact faith father feel flowers forgiveness friends grace grave grown-up happy hear heard heart heaven holy human humour innocence kind Lactantius laugh Leigh Hunt lesson little John live look Lord Brougham mamouselle manners mercy mind mirth nature never observe pass passion Père de Neuville perhaps persons philosophers Plato play pleasure poet poor present reason religion remark respect Ruskin says St seems simplicity smile sorrow soul speak spirit Stones of Venice stranger sweet Tacitus teach thee thing thou thought tion truth university of Paris virtue voice wish words young καὶ
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Página 110 - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
Página 2 - twere with a defeated joy, With one auspicious and one dropping eye, With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage, In equal scale weighing delight and dole...
Página 133 - The season's glorious show, Nor would its brightness shine for me, Nor its wild music flow ; But if, around my place of sleep, The friends I love should come to weep, They might not haste to go. Soft airs, and song, and light, and bloom, Should keep them lingering by my tomb.
Página 127 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Página 6 - There, in that silent room below, The dead lay in his shroud of snow; And in the hush that followed the prayer, Was heard the old clock on the stair, — ' ' Forever — never ! Never — forever! " All are scattered now and fled, Some are married, some are dead; And when I ask, with throbs of pain, " Ah ! when shall they all meet again...
Página 124 - Twill soon be Winter now. Robin, Robin Redbreast, O Robin dear! And what will this poor Robin do? For pinching days are near. The fireside for the cricket, The wheat-stack for the mouse, When trembling night-winds whistle And moan all round the house. The frosty ways like iron, The branches plumed with snow, — Alas! in Winter dead and dark, Where can poor Robin go? Robin, Robin Redbreast, O Robin dear! And a crumb of bread for Robin, His little heart to cheer!
Página 120 - Forever — never! Never — forever!" In that mansion used to be Free-hearted Hospitality; His great fires up the chimney roared; The stranger feasted at his board; But, like the skeleton at the feast, That warning timepiece never ceased, — "Forever — never! Never — forever!
Página 11 - And last, Man's Life on earth, Glide to thy dim dominions, and are bound. Thou hast my better years ; Thou hast my earlier friends, the good, the kind, Yielded to thee with tears — The venerable form, the exalted mind. My spirit yearns to bring The lost ones back — yearns with desire intense, And struggles hard to wring Thy bolts apart, and pluck thy captives thence.
Página 140 - When from thy cheerful eyes a ray Hath struck a bliss upon the day, A bliss that would not go away, A sweet fore-warning?
Página 95 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree ; While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old surveyed ; And many a gambol frolicked o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round...