Chambers's Miscellany of Useful and Entertaining Tracts, Band 10,Ausgabe 87 -Band 12,Ausgabe 111William Chambers, Robert Chambers William and Robert Chambers, 1846 |
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... seen such works before , the peasantry imagined they concealed some species of heresy or divination . That which chiefly puzzled and alarmed them , were the rows of unconnected syllables , which meant no sort of language ; and on this ...
... seen such works before , the peasantry imagined they concealed some species of heresy or divination . That which chiefly puzzled and alarmed them , were the rows of unconnected syllables , which meant no sort of language ; and on this ...
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... seen on the Monday with a pick - axe on his shoulder , marching at the head of two hundred of his flock , with an energy that braved danger and despised fatigue . Reversing the ordi- nary maxim of enjoying case with dignity , he had a ...
... seen on the Monday with a pick - axe on his shoulder , marching at the head of two hundred of his flock , with an energy that braved danger and despised fatigue . Reversing the ordi- nary maxim of enjoying case with dignity , he had a ...
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... seen , began his labours in the Ban de la Roche in 1767 , and continued them till the period at which we have now arrived , which was in the early part of the present century . Every year he had been able to make a small but sensible ...
... seen , began his labours in the Ban de la Roche in 1767 , and continued them till the period at which we have now arrived , which was in the early part of the present century . Every year he had been able to make a small but sensible ...
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... seen until this time , bad habits are easily acquired by all . D. - That is possible . For me , I tell you frankly that I have been no better than others ; and when I hear the pastor Oberlin preach , he makes me feel that I am not too ...
... seen until this time , bad habits are easily acquired by all . D. - That is possible . For me , I tell you frankly that I have been no better than others ; and when I hear the pastor Oberlin preach , he makes me feel that I am not too ...
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... seen in clusters going home merrily from school , the stronger leading those who were young and tender . In looking into the houses of the peasantry , everything was orderly and tidy ; the beds clean and tastefully decorated , the ...
... seen in clusters going home merrily from school , the stronger leading those who were young and tender . In looking into the houses of the peasantry , everything was orderly and tidy ; the beds clean and tastefully decorated , the ...
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Seite 4 - I seem to have lived my childhood o'er again ; To have renewed the joys that once were mine, Without the sin of violating thine : And, while the wings of Fancy still are free, And I can view this mimic show of thee, Time has but half succeeded in his theft — Thyself removed, thy power to soothe me left.
Seite 8 - THE way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old; His withered cheek, and tresses gray, Seemed to have known a better day ; The harp, his sole remaining joy, Was carried by an orphan boy. The last of all the Bards was he, Who sung of Border chivalry...
Seite 9 - CALL it not vain: — they do not err, Who say that when the poet dies Mute Nature mourns her worshipper And celebrates his obsequies; Who say tall cliff and cavern lone For the departed bard make moan ; That mountains weep in crystal rill; That flowers in tears of balm distil; Through his loved groves that breezes sigh, And oaks in deeper groan reply, 10 And rivers teach their rushing wave To murmur dirges round his grave.
Seite 12 - And thus unto the youth she said, That drove them to the Bell, " This shall be yours, when you bring back My husband safe and well." The youth did ride, and soon did meet John coming back amain — Whom in a trice he tried to stop, By catching at his rein; But not performing what he meant, And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away Went post-boy at his heels, The post-boy's horse right glad to miss The lumb'ring of the wheels.
Seite 6 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ? What mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand...
Seite 5 - From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
Seite 13 - Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature. Mighty winds, That sweep the skirt of some far-spreading wood Of ancient growth, make music not unlike The dash of Ocean on his winding shore...
Seite 9 - And it came to pass, when David had made an end of speaking these words unto Saul, that Saul said, Is this thy voice, my son David ? And Saul lifted up his voice, and wept.
Seite 11 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!