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... letter in my hands . It was fro n a cousin of his , a rich and learned vicar of the Church of England , and intimated the possibility of a situation for me as curate in one of the metro- politan districts . Before , however , the post ...
... letter in my hands . It was fro n a cousin of his , a rich and learned vicar of the Church of England , and intimated the possibility of a situation for me as curate in one of the metro- politan districts . Before , however , the post ...
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... letter he had received from his cousin , the vicar , that I had sent up , forgetful of the circumstance , the card on which Orfea d ' Avila had written the name and address of the actress and singer whom she was desirous of my being ...
... letter he had received from his cousin , the vicar , that I had sent up , forgetful of the circumstance , the card on which Orfea d ' Avila had written the name and address of the actress and singer whom she was desirous of my being ...
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... letter , and as they had paid the postage on it , considered they had a right to do so . This was still better for me . They dared not return the letter to the post - office , since the seal was broken , and so kept it open before them ...
... letter , and as they had paid the postage on it , considered they had a right to do so . This was still better for me . They dared not return the letter to the post - office , since the seal was broken , and so kept it open before them ...
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... letter which is beside you , I brought , " said he , point- ing to it . " You did . " " It offers you a permanent engagement at the theatre . " " Exactly ; and I have accepted it . I thank you sincerely . " " I am also the bearer of ...
... letter which is beside you , I brought , " said he , point- ing to it . " You did . " " It offers you a permanent engagement at the theatre . " " Exactly ; and I have accepted it . I thank you sincerely . " " I am also the bearer of ...
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... letter to Orfea and one to her uncle , the Signor Barto- lommeo . Regarding the former as already betrothed to me , I consigned her in the meantime to the maestro's care , acquaint- ing him with my reasons for doing so . I then sought ...
... letter to Orfea and one to her uncle , the Signor Barto- lommeo . Regarding the former as already betrothed to me , I consigned her in the meantime to the maestro's care , acquaint- ing him with my reasons for doing so . I then sought ...
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Strona 349 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, " Life is but an empty dream ! " For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; " Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Strona 349 - Let the dead Past bury its dead ! Act, — act in the living Present ! Heart within, and God o'erhead ! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate ; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait.
Strona 349 - Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living...
Strona 348 - WOODS IN WINTER. WHEN winter winds are piercing chill, And through the hawthorn blows the gale, With solemn feet I tread the hill, That overbrows the lonely vale.
Strona 320 - Of Law there can be no less acknowledged than that her seat is the bosom of God ; her voice the harmony of the world ; all things in Heaven and earth do her homage ; the very least as feeling her care, and the greatest as not exempted from her power.
Strona 349 - Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle ! Be a hero in the strife!
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Strona 345 - Like a poet hidden in the light of thought, singing hymns unbidden till the world is wrought to sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not.
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