Variety, Or, Selections and Essays: Consisting of Anecdotes, Curious Facts, Interesting Narratives, with Occasional Reflections |
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... death has made in the course of one month , amongst the old and the young , the worthy and the vile , the happy and the miserable ; and frequently are we animated to a more ar- duous progress in the path of virtue , by the noble ex ...
... death has made in the course of one month , amongst the old and the young , the worthy and the vile , the happy and the miserable ; and frequently are we animated to a more ar- duous progress in the path of virtue , by the noble ex ...
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... death is regarded by his fellow citizens as a public loss . On the day of his funeral , all the shops were shut up , and ten thousand people followed him to the grave . " What an honourable testimony to the happy conse- quences of a ...
... death is regarded by his fellow citizens as a public loss . On the day of his funeral , all the shops were shut up , and ten thousand people followed him to the grave . " What an honourable testimony to the happy conse- quences of a ...
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... death . At that awful period can any reflection be more con- soling , than that we have neglected no opportunity of doing good to our fellow - creatures ? Every one cannot , like Mr. Marshall , build school - houses , enlarge towns , or ...
... death . At that awful period can any reflection be more con- soling , than that we have neglected no opportunity of doing good to our fellow - creatures ? Every one cannot , like Mr. Marshall , build school - houses , enlarge towns , or ...
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... death was an- nounced some time ago in the Monthly Magazine . This man found great difficulty in repelling the risings of anger , and was determined to find some means that should effectually restrain the consequences of his pas- sion ...
... death was an- nounced some time ago in the Monthly Magazine . This man found great difficulty in repelling the risings of anger , and was determined to find some means that should effectually restrain the consequences of his pas- sion ...
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... death released her from a life of misery ; and , from the innocence of her character , we may trust she was admitted into that happy region , where all tears are wiped from the eye , and all sorrows lost in unfading joy . The ...
... death released her from a life of misery ; and , from the innocence of her character , we may trust she was admitted into that happy region , where all tears are wiped from the eye , and all sorrows lost in unfading joy . The ...
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Page 160 - Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head and smile) Could those few pleasant hours again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might.
Page 160 - My boast is not, that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned and rulers of the earth; But higher far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents passed into the skies!
Page 158 - I heard the bell toll'd' on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? — It was.
Page 158 - But gladly, as the precept were her own: And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream that thou art she. My mother! when I learned that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss: Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile! it...
Page 160 - I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might — But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.
Page 157 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away...
Page 159 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou mightst know me safe and warmly laid; Thy morning bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit, or...
Page 159 - I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capt, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own.
Page 44 - Lo! where this silent marble weeps, A Friend, a Wife, a Mother sleeps: A Heart, within whose sacred cell The peaceful Virtues lov'd to dwell. Affection warm, and Faith sincere, And soft Humanity were there. In agony, in death resign'd, She felt the Wound she left behind.
Page 158 - Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern.