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Passatges populars
Pàgina 38 - There stands the messenger of truth : there stands The legate of the skies ! — His theme divine, His office sacred, his credentials clear. By him the violated law speaks out Its thunders ; and by him, in strains as sweet As angels use, the Gospel whispers peace.
Pàgina 274 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
Pàgina 283 - Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours. Where are they? With the years beyond the flood. It is the signal that demands despatch: How much is to be done! My hopes and fears Start up alarmed, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down — on what ? A fathomless abyss ! A dread eternity!
Pàgina 10 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Pàgina 25 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
Pàgina 265 - Honours best thrive, When rather from our acts we them derive Than our fore-goers...
Pàgina 154 - You see that you are quite astonished, that a genius can be even a county magistrate, and know the difference between a spade and a poker ! In fact, a genius is supposed to be the most ignorant, impracticable, good-fornothing, do-nothing, sort of thing that ever walked upon two legs. Well, when I began life, I took excellent care that nobody should take me for a genius — and it is only within the last year or two that I have ventured to emerge a little out of my shell.
Pàgina 126 - Who vainly o'er their bondage mourn. Wisdom, before beneath their care, Pays her upbraiding visits there, And forces folly through the grate, Her panegyric to repeat. This view, profusely when inclin'd, Enters a caveat in the mind : Experience join'd with common sense, To mortals is a providence.