The Microcosm: Or, Little World of Home, Volumes 1-3P.B. Whitmore, 1835 |
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... father's counsels and example ; others had suffered by the ill conduct of a dissipated father . Every trade has some usages pe- culiar to itself . A lad entering a shop to learn the mysteries of his trade , finds himself surrounded by ...
... father's counsels and example ; others had suffered by the ill conduct of a dissipated father . Every trade has some usages pe- culiar to itself . A lad entering a shop to learn the mysteries of his trade , finds himself surrounded by ...
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... father's eye doth turn Watching his growth . Ay , on the boy he looks , The bright glad creature springing in his path , But as the heir of his great name , the young And stately tree , whose rising strength ere long Shall bear his ...
... father's eye doth turn Watching his growth . Ay , on the boy he looks , The bright glad creature springing in his path , But as the heir of his great name , the young And stately tree , whose rising strength ere long Shall bear his ...
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... father's presence- trembling at his approach , and hailing his departure with joy . We trust these cases are rare - but the modified forms of tyranny are nu- merous . We heard a gentleman once say , in advocating his system of ...
... father's presence- trembling at his approach , and hailing his departure with joy . We trust these cases are rare - but the modified forms of tyranny are nu- merous . We heard a gentleman once say , in advocating his system of ...
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... father's hall , It hath won the weeping prodigal . Yes ! when thy heart in its pride would stray From the loves of its guileless youth away , - When the sullying breath of the world would come , O'er the flowers it brought from its ...
... father's hall , It hath won the weeping prodigal . Yes ! when thy heart in its pride would stray From the loves of its guileless youth away , - When the sullying breath of the world would come , O'er the flowers it brought from its ...
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... feeling , is pro- duced in the hearts of fathers , husbands and brothers because the indom- itable will , the determination never to submit or yield , finds its habita- tion in female breasts . While a little gentleness and.
... feeling , is pro- duced in the hearts of fathers , husbands and brothers because the indom- itable will , the determination never to submit or yield , finds its habita- tion in female breasts . While a little gentleness and.
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Página 173 - She is not afraid of the snow for her household: for all her household are clothed with scarlet. She maketh herself coverings of tapestry; her clothing is silk and purple. Her husband is known in the gates, when he sitteth among the elders of the land.
Página 179 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Página 5 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Página 180 - Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Página 174 - She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all.
Página 174 - My doctrine shall drop as the rain, my speech shall distil as the dew, as the small rain upon the tender herb, and as the showers upon the grass : Because I will publish the name of the Lord: ascribe ye greatness unto our God.
Página 62 - With other ministrations thou, O Nature ! Healest thy wandering and distempered child: Thou pourest on him thy soft influences, Thy sunny hues, fair forms, and breathing sweets; Thy melodies of woods, and winds, and waters ! Till he relent, and can no more endure To be a jarring and a dissonant thing Amid this general dance and minstrelsy; But, bursting into tears, wins back his way, His angry spirit healed and harmonized By the benignant touch of love and beauty.
Página 174 - She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.
Página 117 - When, playing with thy vesture's tissued flowers, The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I pricked them into paper with a pin (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile) ; Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here?
Página 64 - My days among the Dead are past; Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old: My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day.