Good Housekeeping Magazine, Volumen10Hearst Corporation, 1890 |
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... Not to myself alone , " The heavy - laden bee doth murmuring hum ; " Not to myself alone , from flower to flower I rove the wood , the garden , and the bower , And to the hive at evening weary come ; For man , for man , the luscious ...
... Not to myself alone , " The heavy - laden bee doth murmuring hum ; " Not to myself alone , from flower to flower I rove the wood , the garden , and the bower , And to the hive at evening weary come ; For man , for man , the luscious ...
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Página 264 - I LOVE it, I love it ; and who shall dare To chide me for loving that old arm-chair ? I've treasured it long as a sainted prize, I've bedewed it with tears, and embalmed it with sighs ; Tis bound by a thousand bands to my heart : Not a tie will break, not a link will start Would ye learn the spell ? a mother sat there, And a sacred thing is that old arm-chair.
Página 30 - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power ; In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror ; In dreams his song of triumph heard. Then wore his monarch's signet ring, Then pressed that monarch's throne — a King ; As wild his thoughts, and gay of wing, As Eden's garden bird.
Página 309 - There was a man in our town, And he was wondrous wise, He jumped into a bramble bush And scratched out both his eyes. And when he saw his eyes were out, With all his might and main He jumped into another bush And scratched them in again.
Página 185 - To promote a woman to bear rule, superiority, dominion or empire above any realm, nation, or city is repugnant to nature, contumely to God, a thing most contrarious to His revealed will and approved ordinance, and finally it is the subversion of good order, of all equity and justice.
Página 38 - ceaseless action all that is subsists. Constant rotation of the unwearied wheel, That Nature rides upon, maintains her health, Her beauty, her fertility. She dreads An instant's pause, and lives but while she moves.
Página 46 - Great are the symbols of being, but that which is symboled is greater; Vast the create and beheld, but vaster the inward creator ; Back of the sound broods the silence, back of the gift stands the giving; Back of the hand that receives thrill the sensitive nerves of receiving.
Página 264 - In childhood's hour I lingered near The hallowed seat with listening ear ; And gentle words that mother would give, To fit me to die and teach me to live. She told me shame would never betide...
Página 303 - That unobtain'd, than folly more a fool ; A melancholy fool, without her bells. Friendship, the means of wisdom, richly gives The precious end, which makes our wisdom wise.
Página 286 - Oh, you're the flower o' womankind in country or in town; The higher I exalt you, the lower I'm cast down. If some great lord should come this way, and see your beauty bright, And you to be his lady, I'd own it was but right.
Página 168 - ... his lordship's levee, He had played for her ladyship's whim, Till the poor little head was heavy, And the poor little brain would swim. And the face grew peaked and eerie, And the large eyes strange and bright, And they said — too late — " He is weary ! He shall rest for, at least, To-night...