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... feeling for the sufferings of our kind is almost universal , and our propensity to indulge in that feel- ing so strong , that we often sympathize with human suffering even before we have ascertained the source from whence it springs ...
... feeling for the sufferings of our kind is almost universal , and our propensity to indulge in that feel- ing so strong , that we often sympathize with human suffering even before we have ascertained the source from whence it springs ...
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... feeling of the heart , says " that he was never so conscious of a soul within him , as when engaged in some melancholy adventure . " It is so with thou- sands of every caste and clime , but to none will the remark come home more closely ...
... feeling of the heart , says " that he was never so conscious of a soul within him , as when engaged in some melancholy adventure . " It is so with thou- sands of every caste and clime , but to none will the remark come home more closely ...
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... feels for you , and would lay down his life for your welfare , has any hold on your affec- tions or respect - remember , I say , do not treat this poor young man unkindly . No matter what may be his creed ; whether Protestant or ...
... feels for you , and would lay down his life for your welfare , has any hold on your affec- tions or respect - remember , I say , do not treat this poor young man unkindly . No matter what may be his creed ; whether Protestant or ...
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... feeling of compassion for this highly gifted man , deprived of the only solace - religion— which can mitigate the evils and sorrows of life . On the morrow , I paid my promised visit . He lived in the neighbourhood of Russell Square . I ...
... feeling of compassion for this highly gifted man , deprived of the only solace - religion— which can mitigate the evils and sorrows of life . On the morrow , I paid my promised visit . He lived in the neighbourhood of Russell Square . I ...
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... feeling , as I entered and prevented his escape . This , however , he soon effected . I then learned from the poor tailor that it was incredible the good he did . That a great part of his large income must be given away in deeds of ...
... feeling , as I entered and prevented his escape . This , however , he soon effected . I then learned from the poor tailor that it was incredible the good he did . That a great part of his large income must be given away in deeds of ...
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Página 541 - The glorious company of the Apostles, The goodly fellowship of the Prophets, The noble army of Martyrs praise thee.
Página 210 - The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse ; Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires'
Página 211 - Oft in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other days around me: The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shone, Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken!
Página 212 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Página 128 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
Página 209 - OH ! call my brother back to me ! I cannot play alone ; The Summer comes with flower and bee — Where is my brother gone ? " The butterfly is glancing bright Across the sunbeam's track ; I care not now to chase its flight — Oh ! call my brother back ! " The flowers run wild — the flowers we sow'd Around our garden tree; Our vine is drooping with its load — Oh ! call him back to me...
Página 160 - A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i...
Página 216 - IN the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me ! When I lie within my bed, Sick in heart and sick in head, And with doubts discomforted, Sweet Spirit, comfort me...
Página 278 - And she may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's.
Página 162 - The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage; But, when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with the enamell'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage, And so by many winding nooks he strays, With willing sport, to- the wild ocean.