The Wheelman, 1. cilt

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Samuel Sidney McClure, J. F. McClure, J. S. Phillips, C. E. Pratt
Wheelman Company, 1883
 

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Sayfa 386 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is...
Sayfa 339 - The hues of bliss more brightly glow, Chastised by sabler tints of woe ; And blended, form with artful strife The strength and harmony of life.
Sayfa 140 - To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty ; and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware.
Sayfa 340 - THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers...
Sayfa 151 - Made mournful music the whole winter through. Within, unwonted splendors met the eye, Panels, and floors of oak, and tapestry ; Carved chimney-pieces, where on brazen dogs Revelled and roared the Christmas fires of logs ; Doors opening into darkness unawares, Mysterious passages, and flights of stairs ; And on the walls, in heavy gilded frames, The ancestral Wentworths with Old - Scripture names.
Sayfa 340 - THIS is the place. Stand still, my steed, Let me review the scene, And summon from the shadowy Past The forms that once have been.
Sayfa 248 - Before him Doon pours all his floods; The doubling storm roars thro the woods; The lightnings flash from pole to pole, Near and more near the thunders roll: When, glimmering thro the groaning trees, Kirk-Alloway seem'd in a bleeze, Thro ilka bore the beams were glancing, And loud resounded mirth and dancing. Inspiring bold John Barleycorn, What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Wi tippenny, we fear nae evil; Wi usquabae, we'll face the Devil!
Sayfa 399 - Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife ! To all the sensual world proclaim, One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name.
Sayfa 475 - A thing of beauty is a joy forever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams and health and quiet breathing.
Sayfa 149 - ... and many very handsome ladies, among whom (as was also the case at the Salem and Boston assemblies) were a greater proportion with much blacker hair than are usually seen in the southern States. About nine I returned to my quarters. Portsmouth, it is said, contains about five thousand inhabitants. There are some good houses, (among which Col. Langdon's may be esteemed the first,) but in general they are indifferent, and almost entirely of wood.

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