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Page 85 - Shortening his journey between morn and noon, And hurrying him, impatient of his stay, Down to the rosy west ; but kindly still Compensating...
Page 58 - My panting side was charged, when I withdrew, To seek a tranquil death in distant shades.
Page 210 - WHAT is there in the vale of life Half so delightful as a wife, When friendship, love, and peace combine To stamp the marriage-bond divine ? The stream of pure and genuine love Derives its current from above ; And earth a second Eden shows, Where'er the healing water flows...
Page 129 - Acquaint thyself with God, if thou wouldst taste . His works. Admitted once to his embrace, Thou shalt perceive that thou wast blind before ; Thine eye shall be instructed, and thine heart, Made pure, shall relish with divine delight 'Till then unfelt, what hands divine have wrought.
Page 231 - BETWEEN Nose and Eyes a strange contest arose, The spectacles set them unhappily wrong ; The point in dispute was, as all the world knows, To which the said spectacles ought to belong. So...
Page 152 - The sum is this : If man's convenience, health, Or safety, interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs. Else they are all, the meanest things that are, As free to live and to enjoy that life As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
Page 83 - Nor his, who patient stands till his feet throb And his head thumps, to feed upon the breath Of patriots bursting with heroic rage, Or placemen all tranquillity and smiles.
Page 129 - So manifold in cares, whose every day Brings its own evil with it, makes it less : For he has wings that neither sickness, pain, Nor penury can cripple or confine. No nook so narrow but he spreads them there With ease, and is at large.