Gems for the Fireside: Comprising the Most Unique, Touching, Pithy, and Beautiful Literary Treasures from the Greatest Minds in the Realms of Poetry and Philosophy, Wit and Humor, Statesmanship and ReligionOtis Henry Tiffany Hubbard Bros., 1883 - 912 sivua |
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Sivu 319
... FEEL WHAT I HAVE FELT . HARK , HARK ! THE LARK . SHAKESPEARE . GO , FEEL WHAT I HAVE FELT THE DEACON'S PRAYER . THE DEACON'S PRAYER . WILLIAM O. 319 ARK , hark ! the lark at heaven's gate sings , And Phoebus ' gins arise , His steeds to ...
... FEEL WHAT I HAVE FELT . HARK , HARK ! THE LARK . SHAKESPEARE . GO , FEEL WHAT I HAVE FELT THE DEACON'S PRAYER . THE DEACON'S PRAYER . WILLIAM O. 319 ARK , hark ! the lark at heaven's gate sings , And Phoebus ' gins arise , His steeds to ...
Sivu 533
... feel myself a damned ' " . " That ain't proper , " said Mr. Weller , taking his pipe from his mouth . " No : it ain't damned , " observed Sam , holding the letter up to the light , " it's ' shamed , ' there's a blot there ; ' i feel ...
... feel myself a damned ' " . " That ain't proper , " said Mr. Weller , taking his pipe from his mouth . " No : it ain't damned , " observed Sam , holding the letter up to the light , " it's ' shamed , ' there's a blot there ; ' i feel ...
Sivu 640
... FEEL a profounder reverence for a Boy than for a Man . I never meet a ragged Boy in the street without feeling that I may owe him a salute , for I know not what possibilities may be buttoned up under his coat . Poverty is uncomfortable ...
... FEEL a profounder reverence for a Boy than for a Man . I never meet a ragged Boy in the street without feeling that I may owe him a salute , for I know not what possibilities may be buttoned up under his coat . Poverty is uncomfortable ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON angels Annabel Lee beautiful bells beneath blessed born breath Bregenz bright CHARLES DICKENS child cloud cold cried dark dead dear death deep died door dream earth eyes face father feel feet flowers GEMS George Eliot grave gray hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hills hour John kiss land laugh light live Longfellow look Lord Madame de Staël morning mother never night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Pickwick poems poet poor pray prayer rest river Robin Gray round Shakespeare Shibboleth shine shore silent sing sleep smile snow song sorrow soul sound spirit stars stood sweet tears tell thee There's things THOMAS HOOD thou thought to-day Twas voice WASHINGTON IRVING wave weary weep wife wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind words young