 | Elizabeth Margaret Chandler, Benjamin Lundy - 1836 - 318 pàgines
...conscious that I can be so only in proportion as my own mind is enlightened and elevated. — Oh ! how often have I felt the truth of those beautiful...most afraid of. " And now for another part of thy letter. — What do I think of Fame 1 — I will again answer thee with a quotation, which for the... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1837 - 492 pàgines
...re-string my lute, and nerve My woman's hand for nobler enterprise ; But the day never comes. Alas ! we make A ladder of our thoughts, where angels step, But sleep ourselves at the foot : onr.high resolves Look down upon our slumbering acts. THE POET'S POWER. OB, never had the poet's... | |
 | Letitia Elizabeth Landon - 1838 - 360 pàgines
...rest ring my lute, and nerve My woman's hand for nobler enterprise ; But the day never comes. Alas! we make A ladder of our thoughts, where angels step, But sleep ourselves at the fuot : our high resolves Look down upon our slumbering acts." I soon left Italy : it is well worth... | |
 | Letitia Elizabeth Landon - 1839 - 364 pàgines
...restring my lute, and nerve My woman's hand for nobler enterprise ; But the day never comes. Alas ! we make A ladder of our thoughts, where angels step, But sleep ourselves at the foot : our high resolves Look down upon our slumbering acts." I soon Hi Italy : it is well worth A year... | |
 | L. E. L. (Letitia Elizabeth Landon) - 1839 - 336 pàgines
...restring my lute, and nerve My woman's hand for nobler enterprise ; But the day never comes. Alas ! we make A ladder of our thoughts, where angels step, But sleep ourselves at the foot : our high resolves Look down upon our slumbering acts." I soon left Italy : it is well worth A year... | |
 | Laman Blanchard - 1841 - 276 pàgines
...re-string my lute, and nerve My woman's hand for nobler enterprise; But the day never comes. Alas! we make A ladder of our thoughts where angels step, But sleep ourselves at the foot. Our high resolves Look down upon our slumbering acts." Altogether, her poetry, up to this period, was... | |
 | Abraham Hartwell - 1842 - 196 pàgines
...but "» all unaltered thoughts, which dwell within the mind, may find a language, and we no more may make " A ladder of our thoughts, where angels step, But sleep ourselves at the foot." Then it is that these heavenly messengers breathe their most cheering tones. They bring the glad assurance... | |
 | Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton - 1842 - 496 pàgines
...of one who has so tenderiy and so truly portrayed the feelings of her own sex, — " We maVe A Udder of our thoughts where angels step, But sleep ourselves at the foot! " * Before Clifford had last seen her, we have observed that Lucy had (and it was a consolation) clung... | |
 | Elizabeth Margaret Chandler - 1845 - 320 pàgines
...conscious that I can be so only in proportion as my own mind is enlightened and elevated. — Oh ! how often have I felt the truth of those beautiful...most afraid of. " And now for another part of thy letter. — What do I think of Fame? — I will again answer thee with a quotation, which for the sentiment... | |
 | 1848 - 650 pàgines
...in two previous rows looping up both together, 3 chain, repeat. No. vni. R VOL. i. DREAMLAND. Alas we make A ladder of our thoughts where angels step, But sleep ourselves at the foot. LE L IN making use of the term Dreamland, we do not mean that City of Dreams, so eloquently described... | |
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Lucy had (and it was a consolation) clung to the belief that, despite of appearances and his own confession, his past life had not been such as to place him without the pale... 
