...brow. No : — life is a waste of wearisome hours, Which seldom the rose of enjoyment adorns ; And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers, Is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns. But seud round the bowl, and be happy awhile — May we never meet worse, in our pilgrimage here, Than...

...to give way to my feelings : I often wish I were not so sensitive. But my favorite poet says : — ' The heart that is soonest awake to the flowers, is always the first to he touched by the thorns.' And I suppose that is my case. But let us forget it." Seeing that her companion...

...as to recommend people to have black eyes or fair complexions. Hannah More. SENSIBILITY-Delicacy of. The heart that is soonest awake to the flowers, Is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns. Moore. SENSIBILITY— Peelings of. Sensibility would be a good portress if she had but one hand ; with...

...of A.UUUOU. No, life is a waste of wearisome hours Which seldom the rose of enjoyment adorns ; And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers Is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns 1 But send round the bowl, and be happy a while ; May we never meet worse in our pilgrimage here Than...

...anomalous character of their position, but with many it is very different, and we may hold it trne that, " The heart that is soonest awake to the flowers, Is always the first to be touched by the thorns." To my mind the position of a ministerial candidate is hateful in the extreme....

...brow. No : — life is a waste of wearisome hours, Which seldom the rose of enjoyment adorns ; And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers, Is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns. But send round the bowl, and be happy awhile — May we never meet worse, in our pilgrimage here, Than...

...past conduct became clear to him. So ! the boy's heart had been thus early awakened — and crushed. " The heart that is soonest awake to the flowers Is always the first to be touched by the thorns," whistled Mr. St. John to himself. Ay, crushing is as sure to follow that early...

...of night, And maids who love the moon. Fly not Yet, Go where glory waits thee. Go where Glorg. And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers, Is always the first to be touched by the thorns. 0 think not mg Spirits. No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth...

...National Airs. Oh ! life is a waste of wearisome hours, Which seldom the rose of enjoyment adorns ; And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers, Is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns. Moore, ' O think not my Spirit.' What's life P at best a wandering breath ; When saddest, but a passing...

...sons of night, And maids who love the moon. Fly mi Yet. Go where glory waits thee. Co where Glory. And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers, Is always the first to be touched by the thorns. O think not my Spirits. No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth...