Time's TelescopeSherwood, Gilbert, and Piper., 1830 |
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... winter , and the winter the end of life thus time goes on , and so does our life , and yet so little do we consider the effects of time , that we are continually surprised at the alterations it makes . " Let us also reflect upon the ...
... winter , and the winter the end of life thus time goes on , and so does our life , and yet so little do we consider the effects of time , that we are continually surprised at the alterations it makes . " Let us also reflect upon the ...
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... the most amus- ing of American writers . " Winter , with silver locks and sparkiing icicles , now gradually approached , under cover of his north- C west winds , his pelting storms , cold frosty mornings IN JANUARY , 1830 . 13.
... the most amus- ing of American writers . " Winter , with silver locks and sparkiing icicles , now gradually approached , under cover of his north- C west winds , his pelting storms , cold frosty mornings IN JANUARY , 1830 . 13.
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... winter the life and spirit of laugh- ing jolly spring , were now near at hand . The chopping - knife gave token of goodly minced pies , and the bustle of the kitchen afforded shrewd indi- cations of what was coming by and by . The cele ...
... winter the life and spirit of laugh- ing jolly spring , were now near at hand . The chopping - knife gave token of goodly minced pies , and the bustle of the kitchen afforded shrewd indi- cations of what was coming by and by . The cele ...
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... winter holydays . In fact , the Dominie made no particular opposition to this suspension of his blue- laws , being somewhat addicted to good eating and drinking , whenever the occasion justified ; that is to say , whenever such ...
... winter holydays . In fact , the Dominie made no particular opposition to this suspension of his blue- laws , being somewhat addicted to good eating and drinking , whenever the occasion justified ; that is to say , whenever such ...
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... winter glad with the sounds of mirth and revelry . In one place was a group playing at hurley , with crooked sticks , with which they sometimes hit the ball , and sometimes each other's shins : in another , a knot of sliders , following ...
... winter glad with the sounds of mirth and revelry . In one place was a group playing at hurley , with crooked sticks , with which they sometimes hit the ball , and sometimes each other's shins : in another , a knot of sliders , following ...
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ÆTAT afterwards Aldebaran ancient aphelion apostle appear appulse Aquarius asteroids Astronomical Astronomical Occurrences beams beautiful beneath bird bishop bloom body born bright burning called Capricornus celebrated charms Christian church clouds comet conjunction custom dark death delight died Dioclesian disc dream earth East Friesland eclipse feast festival fire flowers fourth of June friends garden gloom heart heaven honor hour inferior conjunction Jupiter king lady light Lord Mercury meridian month Moon morning nature night o'er observed occulted orbit pass Phases of Venus planet Pleiad poet Pope queen rises Roman Rome rose round Saint Saint Patrick sarpint Satellite Saturn says season seen shine sing smile solar song soul spot spring star summer Sun's Sunday sweet Taurus thee thou tion tomb tree Uranus Venus vernal equinox Wassel wind wing winter wood young
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Seite 323 - Come to the bridal chamber, death ! Come to the mother when she feels For the first time her firstborn's breath ; — Come when the blessed seals Which close the pestilence are broke, And crowded cities wail its stroke...
Seite 306 - A man of a polite imagination is let into a great many pleasures that the vulgar are not capable of receiving. He can converse with a picture, and find an agreeable companion in a statue. He meets with a secret refreshment in a description, and often feels a greater satisfaction in the prospect of fields and meadows, than another does in the possession.
Seite 323 - Joy of her young years, Thinks of thy fate and checks her tears. And she, the mother of thy boys. Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak, The memory of her buried Joys, And even she who gave thee birth, Will by their pilgrim-circled hearth Talk of thy doom without a sigh: For thou art freedom's now and fame's, One of the few, the immortal names, That were not born to die.
Seite 208 - God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we, see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee; Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine! When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven, Those hues, that make the sun's decline So soft, so radiant, Lord! are thine.
Seite 54 - Anon his heart revives: her vespers done, Of all its wreathed pearls her hair she frees; Unclasps her warmed jewels one by one; Loosens her fragrant bodice; by degrees Her rich attire creeps rustling to her knees: Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St.
Seite 186 - Oh that the salvation of Israel were come out of Zion! when the Lord bringeth back the captivity of his people, Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall be glad.
Seite 60 - In the first sense, sir, the charge is too trifling to be confuted, and deserves only to be mentioned that it may be despised.
Seite 60 - ... have subsided. The wretch who, after having seen the consequences of a thousand errors, continues still to blunder, and whose age has only added obstinacy to stupidity, is surely the object either of abhorrence or contempt, and deserves not that his gray hairs should secure him from insult.
Seite 53 - St Agnes' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold ; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold : Numb were the Beadsman's fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayer he saith...
Seite 73 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride. His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God !