 | William Hone - 1832 - 852 страници
...thy parting with regret. And linger, loath to leave. — THE SEASON OF SPRING. [For the Year Book.] Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks...tenderness, its joys and fears ; To me the meanest aewer that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears. — — I cannot restrain... | |
 | William Hone - 1832 - 874 страници
...of it as a jubilee of lift1, love and liberty, to nature. THE SEASON OF SPRING. [For the Year Hook.] Thanks to the human heart by which we live. Thanks to its tenderness, its joys and feara ; To me the meanest flower ih t blows can give Thoughts that do often lie loo de>*p for tear«.... | |
 | Henry Stebbing - 1832 - 378 страници
...yet ; The clouds that gather round the setting sun, Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To... | |
 | 1836 - 708 страници
...broken, the purity of youth and its susceptibility may be brought back, and wo •can say with truth, "Thanks to the human heart, by which we live; Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, its fears; To me the meaneat flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears."... | |
 | James Freeman Clarke, William Henry Channing, James Handasyd Perkins - 1836 - 740 страници
...broken, the purity of youth and its susceptibility may be brought back, and we can say with truth, "Thanks to the human heart, by which we live; Thanks to its trndernoss, its joys, its fears; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often... | |
 | 1837 - 528 страници
...but the man is not convinced, the victory is useless. Well may we exclaim with the philosophic poet, "Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears." The preacher who understands the heart, is the preacher who will persuade his audience. Such a preacher... | |
 | 1837 - 1068 страници
...man is not convinced, the victory is useless. Well may we exclaim with the philosophic poet, " Tlmnks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears." The preacher who understands the heart, is the preacher who will persuade his audience. Such a preacher... | |
 | 1837 - 532 страници
...man is not convinced, the victory is useless. Well may we exclaim with the philosophic poet, " Thnnks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears." The preacher who understands the heart, is the preacher who will persuade his audience. Such a preacher... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 страници
...yet ; The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 страници
...yet ; The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality : Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live. Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, —... | |
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The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys,... 
