Ladies Companion and Literary Expositor: A Monthly Magazine Embracing Every Department of Literature..., Volúmenes14-15W. W. Snowden., 1841 |
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... child amusing itself with a harp . 246 Old Nat , by Francis W. Thomas , 154 184 241 On the Human Mind . Old Letters , by Emma C. Embury . " Ontwa , an Indian Story , by Isaac McLellan , Jr. On the Death of an Infant , by Samuel ...
... child amusing itself with a harp . 246 Old Nat , by Francis W. Thomas , 154 184 241 On the Human Mind . Old Letters , by Emma C. Embury . " Ontwa , an Indian Story , by Isaac McLellan , Jr. On the Death of an Infant , by Samuel ...
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... children have shot up into men and women , and when I in the belles lettres , nor yet in music or the fine arts ... child . I ought to have married that girl : -what a shame that she should have sacrificed herself to that superannu ...
... children have shot up into men and women , and when I in the belles lettres , nor yet in music or the fine arts ... child . I ought to have married that girl : -what a shame that she should have sacrificed herself to that superannu ...
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... child at school knows this ; " cried Paul , with increased impatience . " Be not so hasty , Barbara leaves no step ... children . " Paul guessed the rest , and suddenly quitting the presence of the prophetess , repaired to the house of ...
... child at school knows this ; " cried Paul , with increased impatience . " Be not so hasty , Barbara leaves no step ... children . " Paul guessed the rest , and suddenly quitting the presence of the prophetess , repaired to the house of ...
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... child yet , scarcely thirteen , bright , good , and learned , for his years , but sickness lay with a heavy hand upon him , and the boy knew , that ere the autumn should have passed away , the dry leaf would rustle upon his grave . His ...
... child yet , scarcely thirteen , bright , good , and learned , for his years , but sickness lay with a heavy hand upon him , and the boy knew , that ere the autumn should have passed away , the dry leaf would rustle upon his grave . His ...
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... child with a pure || filthy apartments , and the poverty to be seen all around and loving heart , may sway the feelings of a thousand . The records of man can afford nothing more truly noble , than the good Bishop , domesticated with ...
... child with a pure || filthy apartments , and the poverty to be seen all around and loving heart , may sway the feelings of a thousand . The records of man can afford nothing more truly noble , than the good Bishop , domesticated with ...
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Ladies Companion and Literary Expositor: A Monthly Magazine ..., Volúmenes11-12 Vista completa - 1839 |
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Página 108 - Israel, Fear not : for I have redeemed thee, I have called thee by thy name ; thou art mine. When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee ; . and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee : when thou walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be burned ; neither shall the flame kindle upon thee. For I am the Lord thy God, the Holy One of Israel, thy Saviour...
Página 123 - one half of the world does not know how the other half lives.
Página 150 - The tone of languid Nature. Mighty winds That sweep the skirt of some far-spreading wood Of ancient growth, make music not unlike The dash of ocean on his winding shore, And lull the spirit while they fill the mind ; Unnumber'd branches waving in the blast, And all their leaves fast fluttering, all at once.
Página 76 - Symbol of Eternity imprisoned into 'Time!' it is not thy works, which are all mortal, infinitely little, and the greatest no greater than the least, but only the Spirit thou workest in, that can have worth or continuance.
Página 144 - ... twas a taught trick, to gain credit of the world for more sense and knowledge than a man was worth...
Página 76 - Man ! symbol of eternity imprisoned into time ! it is not thy works, which are all mortal, infinitely little, and the greatest no greater than the least, but only the spirit thou workest in which can have worth or continuance.
Página 25 - A man would do well to carry a pencil in his pocket, and write down the thoughts of the moment. Those that come unsought for, are commonly the most valuable, and should be secured, because they seldom return.
Página 153 - Tis the hour of fairy ban and spell : The wood-tick has kept the minutes well; He has counted them all with click and stroke Deep in the heart of the...
Página 150 - Of neighbouring fountain, or of rills that slip Through the cleft rock, and chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green Betrays the secret of their silent course.
Página 4 - Autumn detain the contemplative by its latest bloom. The votary of learning and science will here learn to elevate his genius by the holiest studies. The devout will here offer up the silent tribute of pity, or the prayer of gratitude. The rivalries of the world will here drop from the heart; the spirit of forgiveness will gather new impulses; the selfishness of avarice will be checked; the restlessness of ambition will be rebuked ; vanity will let fall its plumes; and pride, as it sees " what shadows...