The Poetical Works of Hannah More

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Scott, Webster, & Geary, 1838 - 504 strani
 

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Stran 111 - Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot, To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind, To breathe the' enlivening spirit, and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
Stran 108 - The soul on earth is an immortal guest, Compelled to starve at an unreal feast : A spark, which upward tends by nature's force -. A stream, diverted from its parent source ; A drop, dissevered from the boundless sea ; A moment, parted from eternity ; A pilgrim, panting for the rest to come ; An exile, anxious for his native home.
Stran 403 - Small slights, neglect, unmix'd perhaps with hate, Make up in number what they want in weight. These, and a thousand griefs minute as these, Corrode our comfort and destroy our ease.
Stran 439 - No plan, no pattern, can we trace ; All wants proportion, truth, and grace ; The motley mixture we deride, Nor see the beauteous upper side. " But when we reach that world of light, And view those works of God aright, Then shall we see the whole design, And own the Workman is divine. " What now seem random strokes, will there All order and design appear ; Then shall we praise what here we spurned, For then the carpet shall be turned." " Thou'rt right," quoth Dick ; " no more I'll grumble That this...
Stran 439 - My work is yet in bits : But still in every part it fits : Besides, you reason like a lout : Why, man, that carpet's inside out." Says John, " Thou say'st the thing I mean, And now I hope to cure thy spleen : This world, which clouds thy soul with doubt, Is but a carpet inside out. " As when we view these shreds and ends, We know not what the whole intends ; So, when on earth things look but odd, They're working still some scheme of God.
Stran 230 - I'm welcome, Till my Elwina bless me with her smiles : She was not wont with lingering step to meet me, Or greet my coming with a cold embrace ; Now I extend my longing arms in vain, My child, my darling, does not come to fill them.
Stran xiv - Miss Reynolds told the doctor of all our rapturous exclamations on the road. He shook his scientific head at Hannah, and said, " She was a silly thing." When our visit was ended he called for his hat, (as it rained) to attend us down a very long entry to our coach, and not Rasselas could have acquitted himself more en cavalier.
Stran 128 - I sigh not for beauty, nor languish for wealth. But grant me, kind Providence, virtue and health ; Then, richer than kings and as happy as they, My days shall pass sweetly and swiftly away.
Stran 145 - Honor is the religion of tragedy It is her moral and political law. Her dictates form its institutes. Fear and shame are the capital crimes in her code. Against these, all the eloquence of her most powerful pleaders, against these her penal statutes, pistol, sword, and poison, are in full force. Injured...
Stran 486 - May my freed spirit too awake, With heavenly strength endued. Thou silent murderer, sloth, no more My mind imprison'd keep ; Nor let me waste another hour With thee, thou felon sleep.

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