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For the Author, 1847 - 144 страници

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Страница 56 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, . Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Страница 104 - There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found ; And while the mouldering ashes sleep Low in the ground...
Страница 57 - midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless ; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flatter'd, follow'd, sought, and sued ; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
Страница 31 - So he drove out the man: and he placed at the east of the garden of Eden cherubims, and a flaming sword which turned every way, to keep the way of the tree of life.
Страница 104 - THERE is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, — They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground. The storm that wrecks the winter sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath the soil, — To slumber in that dreamless bed, From all my toil...
Страница 105 - Whate'er thy lot — whoe'er thou be, Confess thy folly, — kiss the rod ; And in thy chastening sorrows see The hand of GOD.
Страница 88 - Nay, speak no ill ! a kindly word Can never leave a sting behind, And oh ! to breathe each tale we've heard Is far beneath a noble mind.
Страница 43 - Let sinful sweets be all forgot, And earth grow less in our esteem ; Christ and His love fill every thought, And faith and hope be fixed on Him.

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