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Seite 57 - How beautiful is night ! A dewy freshness fills the silent air, No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven : In full-orbed glory yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths.
Seite 128 - Is it not now the hour, The holy hour, when, to the cloudless height Of yon starr'd concave, climbs the full-orb'd moon, And to this nether world, in solemn stillness, Gives sign, that, to the list'ning ear of Heaven, Religion's voice should plead ? The very babe Knows this, and, 'chance awak'd, his little hands Lifts to the gods, and on his innocent couch Calls down a blessing*.
Seite 277 - But Och ! mankind are unco weak, An' little to be trusted ; If self the wavering balance shake, It's rarely right adjusted ! Yet they wha fa...
Seite 42 - To soothe awhile the tortured bosom's pain, Of sorrow's rankling shaft to cure the wound, And bring life's first delusions once again, Twere surely met in thee! — thy prospect fair, Thy sounds of harmony, thy balmy air, Have power to cure all sadness — but despair.
Seite 214 - When a friend is carried to his grave, we at once find excuses for every weakness, and palliations of every fault; we recollect a thousand endearments which before glided off our minds without impression, a thousand favours unrepaid, a thousand duties unperformed, and wish, vainly wish for his return, not so much that we may receive, as that we may bestow happiness, and recompense that kindness which before we never understood.
Seite 22 - So amply, and with hands so liberal, Thou hast provided all things : But with me I see not who partakes. In solitude What happiness, who can enjoy alone? Or all enjoying, what contentment find?
Seite 335 - tis like those That die for fear of death. SIR J. DENHAM. Grief conceal'd, like hidden fire, consumes; Which, flaming out, would call in help to quench it. SIR J. DENHAM : Sophy. Alas ! I have not words to tell my grief; To vent my sorrow would be some relief; Light sufferings give us leisure to complain ; We groan, but cannot speak, in greater...
Seite 39 - Viola, are not only more formed for retirement, but they know how to yield to circumstances with more grace, to submit to adversity with more composure than their turbulent coadjutors. Women are timid, yet they resist despair ; they shun all active contest, but their fortitude, though passive, is steady.