Rose and Emily, Or, Sketches of Youth

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Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, & Brown, 1812 - 297 Seiten
 

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Seite 289 - Vice is a monster of such frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen; But seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Seite 130 - He will also forgive our trespasses ; but if we forgive not men their trespasses, neither will our Heavenly Father forgive our trespasses.
Seite 118 - it is twice blessed'; It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes...
Seite 170 - Yet couldst thou learn that thus it fares with age, When pleasure, wealth, or power the bosom warm, This baffled hope might tame thy manhood's rage, And Disappointment of her sting disarm. But why should foresight thy fond heart alarm ? Perish the lore that deadens young desire ; Pursue, poor imp, th' imaginary charm, Indulge gay hope, and Fancy's pleasing fire : Fancy and Hope too soon shall of themselves expire.
Seite 63 - So, the top of the map, or that part to which you are looking, will be the north, the bottom the south, the right hand the east, and the left hand the west.
Seite 192 - ... Wessex fought a desperate battle in the year AD 685. Quite recently a tomb was found there containing a stone coffin weighing nearly a ton. The bones of the warrior who fought and died there were marvellously complete when disturbed in their resting-place - in fact, the skeleton was a perfect one. 'Whose fame is in that dark green tomb? Four stones with their heads of moss stand there. They mark the narrow house of death.
Seite 202 - ... of the place, and spoke with acrimony and bitterness of the behaviour of some families in the neighbourhood ; quoted from Locke, and talked of Lord Chesterfield and his son, using, with reference to the latter, and to his father's endeavours to make him a fine gentleman, the expression, " whitewash a red brick as much as you will, it is a red brick still, and at times will show itself to be one.
Seite 192 - She fell like a wreath of snow that slides from the rocks of Ronan, when the woods are still, and the echo deepens in the vale.

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