The Recreations of a Country ParsonTicknor and Fields, 1861 - 442 Seiten |
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... pleasing when , either to his own house or to a dwelling near , there comes a visitor with whom an entire sympathy is felt , though probably holding very antagonistic views : then come the ' good talks ' with delighted Johnson : genial ...
... pleasing when , either to his own house or to a dwelling near , there comes a visitor with whom an entire sympathy is felt , though probably holding very antagonistic views : then come the ' good talks ' with delighted Johnson : genial ...
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... pleasing thing for one long trammelled by the requirements of a rigorous logic , and fettered by thoughts of symmetry , connexion , and neatness in the discussion of his topic , to enter upon a fresh field where all these things go for ...
... pleasing thing for one long trammelled by the requirements of a rigorous logic , and fettered by thoughts of symmetry , connexion , and neatness in the discussion of his topic , to enter upon a fresh field where all these things go for ...
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... pleasing . When a little child , on being offered a third plate of plum - pudding , says , with a wistful , and half - ashamed look , ' No , thank you , ' well you know that the statement is not entirely candid , and that the poor ...
... pleasing . When a little child , on being offered a third plate of plum - pudding , says , with a wistful , and half - ashamed look , ' No , thank you , ' well you know that the statement is not entirely candid , and that the poor ...
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... pleasing an excuse for idleness : Books ! ' tis a dull and endless strife , Come , hear the woodland linnet ! How sweet his music ! on my life There's more of wisdom in it . And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! He , too , is no ...
... pleasing an excuse for idleness : Books ! ' tis a dull and endless strife , Come , hear the woodland linnet ! How sweet his music ! on my life There's more of wisdom in it . And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! He , too , is no ...
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... pleasing fancies feed their fill ; So I the fields and meadows green may view , And daily by fresh rivers walk at will , Among the daisies and the violets blue , Red hyacinth and yellow daffodil ; Purple narcissus like the morning's ...
... pleasing fancies feed their fill ; So I the fields and meadows green may view , And daily by fresh rivers walk at will , Among the daisies and the violets blue , Red hyacinth and yellow daffodil ; Purple narcissus like the morning's ...
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Seite 164 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Seite 100 - tis a dull and endless strife: Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music ! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it. And hark ! how blithe the throstle sings ! He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your Teacher.
Seite 109 - See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Seite 216 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumor of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more...
Seite 402 - Twill murmur on a thousand years, And flow as now it flows. "And here, on this delightful day, I cannot choose but think How oft, a vigorous man, I lay Beside this fountain's brink. "My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard.
Seite 122 - 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...
Seite 319 - O that I had wings like a dove, then would I flee away and be at rest — Ps.
Seite 112 - And labours hard to store it well With the sweet food she makes. In works of labour or of skill I would be busy too: For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do. In books, or work, or healthful play Let my first years be past, That I may give for every day Some good account at last.
Seite 432 - The sun shall be no more thy light by day; neither for brightness shall the moon give light unto thee: but the Lord shall be unto thee an everlasting light, and thy God thy glory.
Seite 295 - From the lone shieling of the misty island Mountains divide us, and the waste of seas — Yet still the blood is strong, the heart is Highland, And we in dreams behold the Hebrides : Fair these broad meads, &c.