Better Days for Working People

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A. Strahan, 1865 - 268 páginas

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Página 46 - For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.
Página 72 - Servants, obey in all things your masters according to the flesh ; not with eyeservice, as menpleasers ; but in singleness of heart, fearing God...
Página 4 - All murder'd; for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and humour'd thus Comes at the last and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king!
Página 267 - The Golden Rule — Do unto others as ye would that they
Página 220 - Leave to enjoy myself. That place, that does Contain my books, the best companions, is To me a glorious court, where hourly I Converse with the old sages and philosophers ; And sometimes for variety I confer With kings and emperors, and weigh their counsels ; Calling their victories, if unjustly got, Unto a strict account ; and in my fancy, Deface their ill-placed statues.
Página 193 - turning of the hearts of the fathers to the children, and of the children to the fathers," is declared to be necessary, else God would come and " smite the earth with a curse.
Página 197 - As if that hand were there. Years fled, and left me childhood's joy, Gay sports and pastimes dear ; I rose a wild and wayward boy, Who scorned the curb of fear. Fierce passions shook me like a reed ; Yet, ere at night I slept, That soft hand made my bosom bleed, And down I fell, and wept.
Página 190 - Onward, onward, may we press Through the path of duty ; Virtue is true happiness, Excellence true beauty ; Minds are of celestial birth.
Página 60 - Ho ! all who labour, all who strive, Ye wield a lofty power ; Do with your might, do with your strength, Fill every golden hour ! The glorious privilege to do, Is man's most noble dower. Oh ! to your birthright and yourselves, To your own souls be true ! A weary, wretched life is theirs, Who have no work to do.
Página 181 - The first efforts in this direction were those of benevolent societies, like the Metropolitan Association for Improving the Dwellings of the Industrious Classes, and the Society for Improving the Condition of the Labouring Classes.

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