The Cottage on the Cliff: A Sea-side Story

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G. Virtue, 1823 - 750 σελίδες

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Σελίδα 547 - tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
Σελίδα 214 - Are trifling, and decay; And those who prize the paltry things, More trifling still than they. "And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep?
Σελίδα 149 - The purest treasure mortal times afford Is — spotless reputation ; that away, Men are but gilded loam, or painted clay.
Σελίδα 724 - All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.
Σελίδα 724 - Cease then, nor order imperfection name : Our proper bliss depends on what we blame. Know thy own point : This kind, this due degree Of blindness, weakness, Heaven bestows on thee.
Σελίδα 724 - All discord, harmony not understood ; All partial evil, universal good : And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, WHATEVER is, is RIGHT.
Σελίδα 500 - Our valour is to chase what flies ; our cage We make a choir, as doth the prison'd bird, And sing our bondage freely.
Σελίδα 442 - But shade her lustre; all the royal pomp Makes her not proud, but sad : the dignity That doth befit Castile, she casts aside, As if it soiled her purity of heart: But if Don Carlos in her presence stands, Then like a statue starting into life, Her cheeks blush deep with rosy streams ; her eyes Glow with unusual fires ; her arm, her hand, No longer move with langour : all her frame In animated gesture speaks the soul ; Though still her timid modesty of mind Tempers with grace the beauty of her mien,...
Σελίδα 301 - Which have been suffer'd, and can ne'er return? Those that have weather'da tempestuous night, And find a calm approaching with the light, Will not, unless their reason they disown, Still make those dangers present that are gone.
Σελίδα 676 - Trent and the groves of Clifton heard ; not alone by the Muses But by the Virtues loved, his soul in its youthful aspirings Sought the Holy Hill, and his thirst was for Siloa's waters. Was I deceived by desire...

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