Pitman's Popular Lecturer and Reader, Volume 9F. Pitman, 1864 |
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... eyes of mental blindness . All slavery , warfare , lies , and wrong , All vice and crime , might die together ; And fruit and corn , to each man born , Be free as warmth in summer weather . The meanest wretch that ever trod , The ...
... eyes of mental blindness . All slavery , warfare , lies , and wrong , All vice and crime , might die together ; And fruit and corn , to each man born , Be free as warmth in summer weather . The meanest wretch that ever trod , The ...
Page 64
... eyes against , but by colouring statements to make a popular idol of George Stephenson , at the expense of robbing others of that which they are fully entitled to . Address of the Editor - 36 , CORPORATION STREET , MANCHESTER ...
... eyes against , but by colouring statements to make a popular idol of George Stephenson , at the expense of robbing others of that which they are fully entitled to . Address of the Editor - 36 , CORPORATION STREET , MANCHESTER ...
Page 65
... eye and a hand for whatever might tend to the well - being of his fellow - men . Therefore , even if I were compelled to omit the part of Hamlet - if we should never get to India at all - perhaps our attention might be worse directed ...
... eye and a hand for whatever might tend to the well - being of his fellow - men . Therefore , even if I were compelled to omit the part of Hamlet - if we should never get to India at all - perhaps our attention might be worse directed ...
Page 67
... eyes were before mine , but not soft and tale - telling - not saying , " Pig , will you marry me ? " -- but scornfully squinting at my lame leg . There was Miss Massey , and there was I , unable to do anything but hop . The per contra ...
... eyes were before mine , but not soft and tale - telling - not saying , " Pig , will you marry me ? " -- but scornfully squinting at my lame leg . There was Miss Massey , and there was I , unable to do anything but hop . The per contra ...
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... eye and strong hand - that power to grapple with nature , and to sway the hearts of men - that deep reflective power- that keen religious insight ( of which I have not been able to speak to - night ) —than to make this man a ...
... eye and strong hand - that power to grapple with nature , and to sway the hearts of men - that deep reflective power- that keen religious insight ( of which I have not been able to speak to - night ) —than to make this man a ...
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Page 228 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Page 337 - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows ; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses ; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Page 224 - Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills. Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream, The Spirit he loves remains; And I all the while bask in Heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains.
Page 224 - From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under ; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Page 24 - Rejoice. Let your moderation be known unto all men. The Lord is at hand. Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
Page 118 - Ye Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved a thousand years The battle and the breeze ! Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe, And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Page 336 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles.
Page 261 - When, marshalled on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky, One Star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the star of Bethlehem.
Page 169 - This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands, This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England...
Page 121 - For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue.