The Oasis: Or, Golden Leaves of FriendshipN. L. Ferguson N. L. Dayton, 1852 - 256 páginas |
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... dark or bright my fate may be ; Yet still through life's unmeasured way , Believe me a true friend to thee . WOMAN MAN'S BEST FRIEND . WHEN Woman smiles , she 2 PRESENTATION TO A LADY . 13 Presentation to a Lady Beauty every where A ...
... dark or bright my fate may be ; Yet still through life's unmeasured way , Believe me a true friend to thee . WOMAN MAN'S BEST FRIEND . WHEN Woman smiles , she 2 PRESENTATION TO A LADY . 13 Presentation to a Lady Beauty every where A ...
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... darkness are drawn around her , she retires from our sight , as it were , to rest till the light of another day shall awake her from her slumbers . Thus is nature beautifully , appropriately apparelled ; and why shall not thou and I ...
... darkness are drawn around her , she retires from our sight , as it were , to rest till the light of another day shall awake her from her slumbers . Thus is nature beautifully , appropriately apparelled ; and why shall not thou and I ...
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... dark eye ; He aimed at sweet Annie , and barbed was the dart , And fatal the power that pierced her young heart . Young Willie was missing one morning in June , The month of all others when hearts play in tune , When hopeful affection ...
... dark eye ; He aimed at sweet Annie , and barbed was the dart , And fatal the power that pierced her young heart . Young Willie was missing one morning in June , The month of all others when hearts play in tune , When hopeful affection ...
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... dark and gloomy visions flee , O , there , my sister , be my part , And kindly there remember me . ΑΤΟΚΕΝ . So take my gift ! ' Tis a simple flower ; But perhaps ' twill wile a weary hour ; And the spirit that its light magic weaves May ...
... dark and gloomy visions flee , O , there , my sister , be my part , And kindly there remember me . ΑΤΟΚΕΝ . So take my gift ! ' Tis a simple flower ; But perhaps ' twill wile a weary hour ; And the spirit that its light magic weaves May ...
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... dark - colored , and deformed . One was named Rose , the other Marion . The sis- ters did not live happily together . Marion hated Rose because she was handsome , and every body praised her . She scowled , and her face absolutely grew ...
... dark - colored , and deformed . One was named Rose , the other Marion . The sis- ters did not live happily together . Marion hated Rose because she was handsome , and every body praised her . She scowled , and her face absolutely grew ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
angel art thou beauty bird blessed blest bloom breast breath bride bright brow charms cheer clothed dark daughter dear death delight diamond sparkles dost doth dream dress dwell earth earthly faded fair fairies feel flowers fond fountain gentle give glad songs glory grace grief hand happy hath heart heaven heavenly hope hour immortal kind lady life's light live to love look Madame Recamier Marion marriage mind moral morning Moss Rose mother neath never night o'er passed Pauline Bonaparte peace queen remember rest robe romantic love seemed sigh silently envies sister smile soft sorrow soul Sparge rosas spirit spot sprinkle roses star sweet taste tears thee There's there's a home thine thing thou art thou hast thought trees truth twill voice wandering weary wife wilt thou wings woman words young youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 217 - They sin who tell us Love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...
Página 236 - I forget the hallowed grove where by the winding Ayr we met, to live one day of parting love! Eternity will not efface those records dear of transports past; thy image at our last embrace — ah! little thought we 'twas our last! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, o'erhung with wild woods...
Página 236 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care : Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.
Página 208 - It is not that my lot is low, That bids this silent tear to flow; It is not grief that bids me moan; It is that I am all alone. In woods and glens I love to roam, When the tired hedger hies him home; Or by the woodland pool to rest, When pale the star looks on its breast. Yet when the silent evening sighs, With hallow'd airs and symphonies, My spirit takes another tone, And sighs that it is all alone.
Página 159 - I know nothing that could, in this view, be said better, than " do unto others as ye would that others should do unto you...
Página 98 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
Página 232 - My Highland lassie was a warm-hearted, charming young creature as ever blessed a man with generous love. After a pretty long tract of the most ardent reciprocal attachment, we met by appointment on the second Sunday of May, in a sequestered spot by the banks of Ayr, where we spent the day in taking...
Página 37 - An angel-guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fire-side pleasures gambol at her feet. Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found? " Art thou a man — a patriot ? look around, O thou shalt find, howe'er thy footsteps roam, That land thy country, and that spot thy home.
Página 160 - If any man lack wisdom, let him ask of God, who giveth liberally and upbraideth not.
Página 232 - Again ye have heard that it hath been said by them of old time, Thou shalt not, forswear thyself, but shalt perform unto the Lord thine oaths...