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W. Scott, 1885 - 334 pages
 

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Page 85 - JUAN FERNANDEZ. I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute, From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute. Oh solitude ! where are the charms Better dwell in the midst of alarms. That sages have seen in thy face
Page 325 - for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame ; A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb I Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and His word ! What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! How sweet their memory
Page 332 - xiii. 1. THERE is a fountain fill'd with blood. Drawn from Emmanuel's veins ; And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains. The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there have I, as well as he, Wash'd all my sins away.
Page 325 - he dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from Thy throne, And worship only Thee. So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the
Page 133 - once again. Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a streamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in. Not such his evening, who with.
Page 208 - Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she. My mother ! when I learnt that thou wast dead, Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed 1 Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun t Perhaps thou
Page 209 - Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks, That humour interposed too often makes ; All this still legible in memory's page, And still to be so to my latest age, Such honours to thee as my numbers may ; Adds joy to duty, makes me glad to pay
Page 167 - of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. 'Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came downstairs, "The wine is left behind." God lack ! quoth he, yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which
Page 156 - Charms more than silence. Meditation here May think down hours to moments. Here the heart May give an useful lesson to the head, And learning wiser grow without his books. Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, Have ofttimes no connection. Knowledge dwells Wisdom in minds attentive to their own. In heads replete with thoughts of other men
Page 113 - BOOK II.—THE TIMEPIECE. OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, My soul is sick with ev'ry day's report Might never reach me more ! My ear is pain'd,

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