Salad for the social: by the author of 'Salad for the solitary'.R. Bentley, 1856 - 358 pàgines |
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Pàgina 33
... sense , he may justly be considered a member of the literary profession , for he enacts the part of agent for the author and his readers ; and if not an indis- pensable , he is at least a most important auxiliary in these relations ...
... sense , he may justly be considered a member of the literary profession , for he enacts the part of agent for the author and his readers ; and if not an indis- pensable , he is at least a most important auxiliary in these relations ...
Pàgina 38
... sense as ortho- graphy . This is so self - evident that we need not cite any illustrations in proof . The oldest printing establishment in Europe , if not in the world , is that of M. Barth , of Breslau , still extant , which we believe ...
... sense as ortho- graphy . This is so self - evident that we need not cite any illustrations in proof . The oldest printing establishment in Europe , if not in the world , is that of M. Barth , of Breslau , still extant , which we believe ...
Pàgina 51
... sense ! " Of all creatures upon earth none is so despicable as the miser . He meets with no sympathy . Even the nurse who is hired to attend him in his latest hours , loathes the ghastly occupation , and longs for the moment of her ...
... sense ! " Of all creatures upon earth none is so despicable as the miser . He meets with no sympathy . Even the nurse who is hired to attend him in his latest hours , loathes the ghastly occupation , and longs for the moment of her ...
Pàgina 75
... sense as the stars are the poetry of heaven . Clear , light - giving , har- monious , they are the terrestrial planets that rule the destinies of mankind . " + * Blair . + Hargrave . " I saw her , upon nearer view , A THE TOILET AND ITS ...
... sense as the stars are the poetry of heaven . Clear , light - giving , har- monious , they are the terrestrial planets that rule the destinies of mankind . " + * Blair . + Hargrave . " I saw her , upon nearer view , A THE TOILET AND ITS ...
Pàgina 83
... sense , she will find this out . The great thing is to teach her their just value , and that there must be something better under the bonnet , than a pretty face , for real happiness . But never sacrifice truth . " " No persons have a ...
... sense , she will find this out . The great thing is to teach her their just value , and that there must be something better under the bonnet , than a pretty face , for real happiness . But never sacrifice truth . " " No persons have a ...
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Salad for the Social, by the Author of Salad for the Solitary. Frederick Saunders Visualització completa - 1856 |
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Pàgina 158 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Pàgina 178 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May ! that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing; Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Pàgina 335 - The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the threshold of the new.
Pàgina 328 - From lowest place when virtuous things proceed, The place is dignified by the doer's deed...
Pàgina 333 - Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone. She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity. "Fie, fie, fie!
Pàgina 79 - HE that loves a rosy Cheek, Or a coral Lip admires ; Or from star-like Eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires : As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away ! But a smooth and steadfast Mind, Gentle Thoughts, and calm Desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires ! Where these are not ; I despise Lovely Cheeks ! or Lips ! or Eyes...
Pàgina 182 - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven ; And how they might have borne more welcome news.
Pàgina 69 - There is a garden in her face, Where roses and white lilies grow; A heavenly paradise is that place, Wherein all pleasant fruits do flow. There cherries grow which none may buy Till 'Cherry-ripe
Pàgina 117 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils; The motions of his spirit are dull as night And his affections dark as Erebus: Let no such man be trusted.
Pàgina 241 - But the poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still his master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone...