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482 ページ - ... godliness hath promise of the life that now is," as well as of that which is to come.
164 ページ - How often have I paused on every charm, The sheltered cot, the cultivated farm, The never-failing brook, the busy mill, The decent church that topt the neighbouring hill, The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade For talking age and whispering lovers made!
387 ページ - For so work the honey bees : Creatures that, by a rule in nature, teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts : Where some, like magistrates, correct at home ; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds ; Which pillage they with merry march bring...
211 ページ - But when the face of Sextus Was seen among the foes, A yell that rent the firmament From all the town arose. On the house-tops was no woman But spat towards him and hissed, No child but screamed out curses, And shook its little fist.
122 ページ - ... serene, I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been. While e'en thy chill, bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own, But there I lay thee in thy grave — And I am now alone! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me; And I perhaps may soothe this heart, In thinking too of thee : Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy never could have drawn. And never can restore.
211 ページ - But with a crash like thunder Fell every loosened beam, And like a dam the mighty wreck Lay right athwart the stream ; And a long shout of triumph Rose from the walls of Rome As to the highest turret-tops Was splashed the yellow foam.
193 ページ - IT is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter than before, The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare And grass in the green field.
360 ページ - A bee amongst the flowers in spring, is one of the most cheerful objects that can be looked upon. Its life appears to be all enjoyment : so busy and so pleased...