LucileChapman and Hall, 1860 - 361 lappuses |
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1.–5. rezultāts no 31.
5. lappuse
... seek to associate it nor yet , because I would avail myself of a vulgar pretext to display in public an affection that is best honoured by the silence which it ren- ders sacred . Feelings only such as those with which , in days ...
... seek to associate it nor yet , because I would avail myself of a vulgar pretext to display in public an affection that is best honoured by the silence which it ren- ders sacred . Feelings only such as those with which , in days ...
6. lappuse
... seek assurance from the grasp of that hand which has hitherto been my guide and comfort through the life I owe to you . - And as in childhood , when existence had no toil beyond the day's simple lesson , no ambition be- yond the ...
... seek assurance from the grasp of that hand which has hitherto been my guide and comfort through the life I owe to you . - And as in childhood , when existence had no toil beyond the day's simple lesson , no ambition be- yond the ...
30. lappuse
... seek first To satiate wholly the undying thirst Of a deathless desire , they would quench it for ever In the dregs of a sensual opiate ; endeavour To trample out that which is brightest in them , The star that is set on their soul's ...
... seek first To satiate wholly the undying thirst Of a deathless desire , they would quench it for ever In the dregs of a sensual opiate ; endeavour To trample out that which is brightest in them , The star that is set on their soul's ...
33. lappuse
... seek vainly ( to praise in our songs ) ' Mid our fellows the size which to heroes be- longs , We take the whole age for a hero , in want Of a better ; and still , in its favour , descant On the strength and the beauty which , failing to ...
... seek vainly ( to praise in our songs ) ' Mid our fellows the size which to heroes be- longs , We take the whole age for a hero , in want Of a better ; and still , in its favour , descant On the strength and the beauty which , failing to ...
35. lappuse
... seeking to crush it , dis- closed , In resigning the power he lack'd power to support , Turns his back upon courts , with a sneer at the court , In his converse this man for self - comfort appeal'd To a cynic denial of all he conceal'd ...
... seeking to crush it , dis- closed , In resigning the power he lack'd power to support , Turns his back upon courts , with a sneer at the court , In his converse this man for self - comfort appeal'd To a cynic denial of all he conceal'd ...
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351. lappuse - No stream from its source Flows seaward, how lonely soever its course, But what some land is gladdened. No star ever rose And set, without influence somewhere. Who knows What earth needs from earth's lowest creature? No life Can be pure in its purpose and strong in its strife And all life not be purer and stronger thereby.
51. lappuse - We may live without poetry, music, and art; We may live without conscience, and live without heart ; We may live without friends ; we may live without books ; But civilized man cannot live without cooks. He may live without books, — what is knowledge but grieving ? He may live without hope, — what is hope but deceiving ? He may live without love, — what is passion but pining ? But where is the man that can live without dining ? Lord Alfred found, waiting his coming, a note From Lucile.
97. lappuse - With dread voices of power. A roused million or more Of wild echoes reluctantly rise from their hoar Immemorial ambush, and roll in the wake Of the cloud, whose reflection leaves vivid the lake.
349. lappuse - When all's over. The ways they are many and wide, ' And seldom are two ways the same. Side by side ' May we stand at the same little door when all's done ! ' The ways they are many, the end it is one.
253. lappuse - JOHN. Sit down ! A fortnight ago a report about town Made me most apprehensive. Alas, and alas ! I at once wrote and warn'd you. Well, now let that pass. A run on the Bank about five days ago Confirm'd my forebodings too terribly, though. I drove down to the city at once : found the door Of the Bank close : the Bank had stopp'd payment at four.
348. lappuse - Port, will he ask Any one of such questions ? I cannot think so ! But, 'What is the last Bill of Health you can show?
106. lappuse - How blest should we be, have I often conceived, Had we really achieved what we nearly achieved ! We but catch at the skirts of the thing we would be, And fall back on the lap of a false destiny.
347. lappuse - Decks drenched, bulwarks beaten, — drives safe into port, When the Pilot of Galilee, seen on the strand, Stretches over the waters a welcoming hand ; When, heeding no longer the sea's baffled roar, The mariner turns to his rest evermore ; What will then be the answer the helmsman must give ? Will it be . . . ' Lo our log-book ! Thus once did we live In the zones of the South ; thus we traversed the seas...
351. lappuse - The spirits of just men made perfect on high, The army of martyrs who stand by the Throne And gaze into the Face that makes glorious their own, Know this, surely, at last. Honest love, honest sorrow, Honest work for the day, honest hope for the morrow, Are these worth nothing more than the hand they make weary, The heart they have sadden'd, the life they leave dreary ? Hush ! the sevenfold heavens to the voice of the Spirit Echo : He that o'ercometh shall all things inherit.
68. lappuse - She crush'd not the nettle; For she could not ; nor would she avoid it : she tried With the weak hand of woman to thrust it aside, And it stung her. A woman is too slight a thing To trample the world without feeling its sting.