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Página 25 - And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above In solemn troops, and sweet societies That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Página 214 - That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow warmer among the ruins of lona.
Página 221 - Woe to the crown of pride, to the drunkards of Ephraim, whose glorious beauty is a fading flower, which are on the head of the fat valleys of them that are overcome with wine!
Página 304 - A King, whose character may be best described by saying that he was despotism itself personified, unprincipled ministers, a rapacious aristocracy, a servile Parliament, such were the instruments by which England was delivered from the yoke of Rome. The work which had been begun by Henry, the murderer of his wives, was continued by Somerset, the murderer of his brother, and completed by Elizabeth, the murderer of her guest.
Página 313 - WHEN first I met thee, warm and young, There shone such truth about thee, And on thy lip such promise hung, I did not dare to doubt thee. I saw thee change, yet still relied, Still clung with hope the fonder, And thought, though false to all beside, From me thou couldst not wander. , But go, deceiver ! go, — The heart, whose hopes could make it Trust one so false, so low, Deserves that thou shouldst break it.
Página 197 - How often have I paused on every charm, The sheltered cot , the cultivated farm , The never-failing brook, the busy mill, The decent church that topt the neighbouring hill, The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade, For talking age and whispering lovers made!
Página 4 - WITH THE AUTHOR'S EXPERIENCE AT THE MINES. 2 vols., with 23 Drawings taken on the Spot. " A striking sketch of the life of a clever young rambler. The accounts he gives us of the hardships the miner has to undergo, of the fevers and agues which assail him, and the lottery he throws into, are most lively and amusing.
Página 115 - There lives more faith in honest doubt, Believe me, than in half the creeds.