The life of John Duncan, with sketches of his friends [&c.].1883 |
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Frases i termes més freqüents
Aberdeen Aberdeenshire Allanach amidst amongst asked Auchleven beautiful became Benachie botanist Botany braes Bridge of Alford called Charles Black cottage delight district Droughsburn Drumlithie Dunnottar early earnest entered especially eyes farm favourite flowers Free Church frequently garden gathered greatly hand happy heart herbarium hill Insch intelligent James James Black John Duncan John Taylor John's Keig kind kindly knew knowledge Leochel lived Loch of Skene looked loom memory Monymusk nature neighbours Netherton never night once parish plants pleasant possessed practical quiet rare religious remarkable replied returned round says scientific Scotch Scotland seen specimens Stonehaven student talk tell things thought Tillyfourie tion told took Tough Tullynessle unusual Vale of Alford village walked wanderings weaver weaving weel Whitehouse wild William words wu'd young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 279 - If thou art borrowed by a friend, Right welcome shall he be To read, to study, not to lend, But to return to me. Not that imparted knowledge doth Diminish learning's store; But books, I find, if often lent, Return to me no more.
Pàgina 399 - And what perceive; well pleased to recognize In nature and the language of the sense, The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being.
Pàgina 391 - As for God, his way is perfect: the word of the Lord is tried: he is a buckler to all those that trust in him.
Pàgina 128 - He is retired as noontide dew, Or fountain in a noonday grove; And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love.
Pàgina 460 - WHEN all Thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Pàgina 296 - Dreams, books, are each a world ; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good : Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Pàgina 255 - I went by the field of the slothful, and by the vineyard of the man void of understanding; and, lo, it was all grown over with thorns, and nettles had covered the face thereof, and the stone wall thereof was broken down.
Pàgina 390 - The mystery, the life which cannot die; But in the mountains did he feel his faith. All things, responsive to the writing, there Breathed immortality, revolving life, And greatness still revolving; infinite: There littleness was not; the least of things Seemed infinite; and there his spirit shaped Her prospects, nor did he believe, - he saw.
Pàgina 390 - Early had he learned To reverence the volume that displays The mystery, the life which cannot die ; But in the mountains did he feel his faith.