The Young Lady's Cabinet of Gems: A Choice Collection of Pieces in Poetry and ProseD.W. Evans & Company, 1860 - 336 Seiten |
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... given , the productions of living or very recent writers for the most part , but that the poetry breathes that high spirit of philanthropy and Christian benevolence which marks the present era , and which serves to keep alive the high ...
... given , the productions of living or very recent writers for the most part , but that the poetry breathes that high spirit of philanthropy and Christian benevolence which marks the present era , and which serves to keep alive the high ...
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... dear to all women . That it has been cor- dially honoured by men , we had only the other day a new proof in the following sonnet , published among the remains of Hartley Coleridge , just given forth by JOANNA BAILLIE . 43 JOANNA BAILLIE.
... dear to all women . That it has been cor- dially honoured by men , we had only the other day a new proof in the following sonnet , published among the remains of Hartley Coleridge , just given forth by JOANNA BAILLIE . 43 JOANNA BAILLIE.
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... given forth by his brother : - " Long ere my pulse with nascent life had beat . The ripe spring of thy early Paradise With many a flower , and fruit , and hallowed spice , Was fair to fancy and to feeling sweet . Time , that is aye ...
... given forth by his brother : - " Long ere my pulse with nascent life had beat . The ripe spring of thy early Paradise With many a flower , and fruit , and hallowed spice , Was fair to fancy and to feeling sweet . Time , that is aye ...
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... given for skill in some useful art or for perfection in intellectual labour . THE VOICES OF THE PAST . THE Voices of the Past ! how like Sweet solemn music do they fill The heart's lone depth ! Strange chords they strike , That through ...
... given for skill in some useful art or for perfection in intellectual labour . THE VOICES OF THE PAST . THE Voices of the Past ! how like Sweet solemn music do they fill The heart's lone depth ! Strange chords they strike , That through ...
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... given out to be made under a promise of secrecy ; in the country a mystery was always made on such points . The rich had their dresses from London ; those of humbler fortunes , merely one or two , by way of a pat- tern . But now ! the ...
... given out to be made under a promise of secrecy ; in the country a mystery was always made on such points . The rich had their dresses from London ; those of humbler fortunes , merely one or two , by way of a pat- tern . But now ! the ...
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ancient angel beauty bishop of Cambray bitter melon blessing breath bright calm character charms cheek child Christ Christian Cuvier dark death deep delight doth Dragoman duty earth Esau evil eyes fair father fear feel finger rings flowers Fordyne friends gentle give glad glory grace hand happy Harville hast hath heard heart heaven holy hour husband Isbel JOANNA BAILLIE kind labour lady light lips live look Madame Roland marriage mind morning mother mournful walls nature ne'er Nelcombe never night o'er obedience once Otley Pasha peace prayer racter Rebekah red curse ring round savage pencil seemed sigh singing smile song sorrow soul spirit Stanford sweet sweet charity tears tell thee thine things thou thought tion Trafford turn Twas voice War-spirit watch wear weeping wife wild wilder grace woman words worship young youth
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Seite 232 - Among the farthest Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings ? Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago : Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day ? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again ? Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending...
Seite 208 - ... and reprove; Thou, who art victory and law When empty terrors overawe ; From vain temptations dost set free; And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity!
Seite 124 - The soldiers' revels in the midst of pillage, The wail of famine in beleaguered towns. The bursting shell, the gateway wrenched asunder, The rattling musketry, the clashing blade; And ever and anon, in tones of thunder, The diapason of the cannonade.
Seite 97 - WHEN gathering clouds around I view, And days are dark, and friends are few, On Him I lean, who, not in vain, Experienced every human pain ; He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears.
Seite 114 - The time is come. See how he points his eager hand this way ! See how his eyes gloat on thy grief, like a kite's upon the prey ! With all his wit, he little deems, that, spurned, betrayed, bereft, Thy father hath in his despair one fearful refuge left. He little deems that in this hand I clutch what still can save Thy gentle youth from taunts and blows, the portion of the slave ; Yea, and from nameless evil, that passeth taunt and blow — Foul outrage which thou knowest not, which thou shalt never...
Seite 62 - Life's newness, and earth's garniture spread out; And when the silver habit of the clouds Comes down upon the autumn sun, and with A sober gladness the old year takes up His bright inheritance of golden fruits, A pomp and pageant fill the splendid scene. There is a beautiful spirit breathing now Its mellow richness on the clustered trees...
Seite 312 - Twa bairns, and but ae heart ! 'Twas then we sat on ae laigh bink, To leir ilk ither lear ; And tones and looks and smiles were shed, Remembered evermair. 1 wonder Jeanie, aften yet, When sitting on that bink, Cheek touchin' cheek, loof locked in loof, What our wee heads could think. When baith bent doun ower ae braid page, Wi' ae buik on our knee, Thy lips were on thy lesson, but My lesson was in thee.
Seite 124 - Down the dark future, through long generations, The echoing sounds grow fainter and then cease ; And like a bell, with solemn, sweet vibrations, I hear once more the voice of Christ say, "Peace...
Seite 243 - And Jacob said to Rebekah his mother, Behold Esau my brother is a hairy man, and I am a smooth man: my father peradventure will feel me, and I shall seem to him as a deceiver; and I shall bring a curse upon me, and not a blessing.
Seite 219 - The Reaper said, and smiled ; " Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where He was once a child. " They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.