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... eyes to see , and hearts to understand and appreciate the blessings that are scattered around us , for , as KEATS says : - " A thing of beauty is a joy for ever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but ...
... eyes to see , and hearts to understand and appreciate the blessings that are scattered around us , for , as KEATS says : - " A thing of beauty is a joy for ever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but ...
Strona 13
... eyes with nectar , and includes In grains as countless as the sea - side sands , The forms with which He sprinkles all the earth . " - CowPER . Telling us to be grateful for these abundant manifesta- tions of His attention , not only to ...
... eyes with nectar , and includes In grains as countless as the sea - side sands , The forms with which He sprinkles all the earth . " - CowPER . Telling us to be grateful for these abundant manifesta- tions of His attention , not only to ...
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... eye . " - ANON And by making them participators in our grief , we lose that painful sense of loneliness and desolation which ever accompanies the blighting of our earthly pros- pects , and consequent desertion of friends , ( falsely 14 ...
... eye . " - ANON And by making them participators in our grief , we lose that painful sense of loneliness and desolation which ever accompanies the blighting of our earthly pros- pects , and consequent desertion of friends , ( falsely 14 ...
Strona 32
... eye , And he lay down by the fountain side , In his mute despair to die . " But his glance was caught by the desert's flower , The precious boon of Heaven ; And sudden hope , like a vernal shower , To his fainting heart was given ...
... eye , And he lay down by the fountain side , In his mute despair to die . " But his glance was caught by the desert's flower , The precious boon of Heaven ; And sudden hope , like a vernal shower , To his fainting heart was given ...
Strona 36
... eyes . And when the day In golden slumber sinks , with accents sweet Mild Evening comes , to lure the willing feet With her to stray , Where'er the bashful flowers the observant eye may greet . Near the moist brink Of music - loving ...
... eyes . And when the day In golden slumber sinks , with accents sweet Mild Evening comes , to lure the willing feet With her to stray , Where'er the bashful flowers the observant eye may greet . Near the moist brink Of music - loving ...
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Strona 21 - I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man.
Strona 121 - I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with lush woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...
Strona 248 - SMALL service is true service while it lasts : Of humblest Friends, bright Creature ! scorn not one : The Daisy, by the shadow that it casts, Protects the lingering dew-drop from the Sun.
Strona 85 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man! How passing wonder He who made him such, Who centred in our make such strange extremes!
Strona 229 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Strona 132 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry, On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily: Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Strona 47 - Thus there are two books from whence I collect my divinity ; besides that written one of God, another of His servant nature, that universal and public manuscript, that lies expansed unto the eyes of all...
Strona 246 - All sadness but despair : now gentle gales, Fanning their odoriferous wings, dispense Native perfumes, and whisper whence they stole Those balmy spoils.
Strona 238 - Thy footsteps to a slope of green access Where, like an infant's smile, over the dead, A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread. And gray walls moulder round, on which dull Time Feeds, like slow fire upon a hoary brand ; And one keen pyramid with wedge sublime, Pavilioning the dust of him who planned This refuge for his memory, doth stand Like flame transformed to marble ; and beneath, A field is spread, on which a newer band Have pitched in Heaven's smile their camp of death Welcoming...
Strona 237 - Go thou to Rome, — at once the Paradise, The grave, the city, and the wilderness; And where its wrecks like shattered mountains rise, And flowering weeds, and fragrant copses dress The bones of Desolation's nakedness Pass, till the spirit of the spot shall lead Thy footsteps to a slope of green access Where, like an infant's smile, over the dead A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread...