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Sayfa 13 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Sayfa 123 - Believe me, the talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well ; and doing well whatever you do, without a thought of fame.
Sayfa 89 - it was observed to stretch to the east by north, and a clear and unbounded horizon was seen in this direction as far as the eye could reach.
Sayfa 148 - Law, no less can be said, than that her seat is the bosom of God, her voice the harmony of the world ; all things in heaven and earth do her homage, the very least as feeling her care, the greatest as not exempted from her power...
Sayfa 123 - Be what nature intended you for, and you will succeed ; be anything else, and you will be ten thousand times worse than nothing.
Sayfa 124 - What a man does is the real test of what a man is ; and to talk of what great things one would accomplish, if he had more activity of mind, is to say how strong a man would be if he only had more strength ; or how...
Sayfa 174 - That hangs his head, and a' that! The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a' that! For a' that, and a' that, Our toils obscure, and a' that; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The Man's the gowd for a
Sayfa 124 - There lives not a man on earth — out of a lunatic asylum — who has not in him the power to do good. What can writers, haranguers, or speculators do more than that? Have you ever entered a cottage, ever travelled in a coach, ever talked with a peasant in the field, or loitered with a mechanic at the loom, and not found that each of those men had a talent you had not, knew some things you knew not? The most useless creature that ever yawned at a club, or counted the vermin on his rags under the...