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" If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. "
Hymns for Public Worship - Page 157
1772 - 202 pages
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Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic

Beautiful poetry - 1857
...intermeddling stranger near, To spoil our heart-felt joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our heart this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam. The world has nothing to bestow : From our own selves our joy must flow, And that dear hut, our home. Of rest was Noah's dove...
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How to make home happy: or, Hints and cautions for all

William Jones (F.S.A.) - 1857
...little time when there is no remedy. Real Happiness. IF solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut — our home ! — COTTON. Mutual...
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The Literature and the Literary Men of Great Britain and Ireland, Volume 2

Abraham Mills - English literature - 1858
...intermeddling stranger near To spoil our heartfelt joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our ownselves our joys must flow, And that dear hut — our home. Of rest was Noah's...
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Stone's [afterw.] Dew's household almanack and year book of useful knowledge

George F. Dew - 1861
...rich, or great, But never can be blest.— Burns. ff F solid happiness we prize, «** Within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut— our home.— Cotton. THIS is the...
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Uphill work

Clara Lucas Balfour - 1861
...affairs in the next chapter. CHAPTER XV. A BETROSPECT. " If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam: The world has nothing to bestow;" From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home." DK. COTTON. How much...
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Many thoughts of many minds. Compiled by H. Southgate

Henry Southgate - 1862
...heavenly cheerfulness and peace. _ Rid*,. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jowel lies, And they are fools who roam ; The world has nothing to bestow, — From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut our home. Goto». HAPFINESS-of...
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An index to familiar quotations selected principally from British authors ...

John Cooper Grocott - 1863
...yourselves. CONGREVE. — The Double Dealer, Act IL Scene 2. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow, From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. COTTON. — The Fireside,...
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Select readings from the poets and prose writers of every country, ed. by J ...

James Fleming - 1863
...intermeddling stranger near, To spoil our heart-felt joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our heart this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam. The world has nothing to bestow : From our own selves our joy must flow, And that dear hut, our home. Of rest was Noah's dove...
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Our life illustrated by pen and pencil [an anthology].

1865
...near, To spoil our heart-felt joys. THE FIRESIDE. 125 If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. Of rest was Noah's dove...
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Familiar Quotations: Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Source Passages and ...

John Bartlett - Quotations - 1865 - 480 pages
...on the Death of Thomson. NATHANIEL COTTON. 1721-1788. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, — our home. The Fireside. St....
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