 | John Bartlett - Quotations - 1865 - 504 pages
...and laughed His word to scorn. Ibid. How sweet, how passing sweet is solitude ! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper, Solitude is sweet. Ibid. A fool must now and then be right, by chance. Concersation. * Cf. Habakl-uJc ii. 2. The solemn... | |
 | Augustus Charles Thompson - Christian life - 1866 - 248 pages
...impossibility. " The remark was shrewd, How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude ! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper, — Solitude is sweet." The questions arise, Is this pervading element of our nature extinguished by death ? or does the love of... | |
 | William Rounseville Alger - Loneliness - 1867 - 420 pages
...Frenchman, his remark was shrewd, — How sweet, how passing sweet is solitude ! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper, Solitude is sweet. Whoever is fond of receiving great impressions, expansive exaltations of consciousness, cannot fail... | |
 | Henry George Bohn - Quotations - 1867 - 752 pages
...the Frenchman, his remark was shrewdHow sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude ! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper, Solitude is sweet. Cowper, Ret. 735. The man to solitude accustom'd long, Perceives in everything that lives a tongue... | |
 | Congregationalism - 1868 - 626 pages
...true to human nature when, in praise of solitude, he was constrained to add, — " But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper, solitude is sweet." A being endowed with powers of thought and speech, with affections and imagination, must have society... | |
 | Treasury - 1869 - 474 pages
...and laughed his word to scorn. Ibid. How sweet, how passing sweet is solitude ! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper, Solitude is sweet. n,id. A fool must now and then be right, by chance. Conversation. The solemn fop significant and budge... | |
 | Josiah Gilbert Holland - Conduct of life - 1870 - 248 pages
...Homes, and Blessings for Daily Use. How sweet, how passing sweet, is Solitude I But grant mo still a friend in my retreat Whom I may whisper, Solitude is sweet I Oowndh The good ho scorned, Stalked off reluctant, like an ill-used ghost, Not to return. EOBEBT... | |
 | Young people - 1871 - 686 pages
...solitude doubtless has its charms, but even then we would plead with Cowper — " But grant mo still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper solitude is sweet." Now, though all beings are under this universal law, they do not herd together indiscriminately. We... | |
 | Miss Cornish - English fiction - 1871 - 400 pages
...of loving Harold Bushby. CHAPTER XVHL How sweet, how passing sweet is solitude ! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper — " Solitude is sweet." Gowp&r. O none of her household or guests did Gabrielle speak of what had passed between Mr. Bushby... | |
 | William Cowper (the Poet.) - 1872 - 264 pages
...Frenehman, his remark was shrewd — How sweet, how passing sweet is solitude ! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper, — Solitude is sweet. Yet neither these delights, nor aught beside, That appetite ean ask, or wealth provide, Can save us... | |
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I am not for criticising hedgerows and black cattle. I go out of town in order to forget the town and all that is in it. There are those who for this purpose go to wateringplaces, and carry the metropolis with them. 
