Noel; or, It was to be, by R. Baker and S. Yorke, Volume 1; Volume 160 |
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Popular passages
Page 34 - We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives Who thinks most — feels the noblest — acts the best.
Page 214 - Life is joy, and love is power, Death all fetters doth unbind, Strength and wisdom only flower When we toil for all our kind. Hope is truth, — the future giveth More than present takes away, And the soul forever liveth Nearer God from day to day.
Page 275 - And the harvest's done. 1 see a lily on thy brow With anguish moist and fever dew, And on thy cheeks a fading rose Fast withereth too.
Page 168 - Queen frowned, or smiled, and he knows what A subtle statesman may gather of that; He knows who loves; whom; and who by poison Hastes to an office's reversion...
Page 104 - Lass, who plays her pranks At Wakes and Fairs with wandering Mountebanks, When she stands cresting the Clown's head, and mocks The crowd beneath her. Verily I think, Such place to me is sometimes like a dream...
Page 232 - To see a beauty in the stirring leaf, And find calm thoughts beneath the whispering tree To see, and hear, and breathe the evidence Of God's deep wisdom in the natural world ! It is to linger on ' the magic face Of human beauty...
Page 275 - I liv'd in't together. Flowers are lovely; Love is flower-like; Friendship is a sheltering tree; 0! the joys, that came down shower-like, Of Friendship, Love, and Liberty, Ere I was old.
Page 51 - A brave old house ! a garden full of bees, Large dropping poppies, and queen hollyhocks, With butterflies for crowns — tree peonies And pinks and goldilocks.
Page 137 - The world, that knows itself too sad, is prond to keep some faces glad : And, so it is ! from such an one Misfortune softly steps aside To let him still walk in the sun. These things must be. I cannot chide. Had I been she I might have made the selfsame choice. She shunned the shade. To some men God hath given laughter : but tears to some men he hath given : He bade us sow in tears, hereafter to harvest holier smiles in heaven : And tears and smiles, they are Ms gift : both good, to smite or to uplift.
Page 232 - tis to love The cadences of voices that are tuned By majesty and purity of thought; To gaze on woman's beauty, as a star Whose purity and distance make it fair ; And in the gush of music to be still, And feel that it has purified the heart ! It is to love all virtue for itself, All nature for its breathing evidence ; And, when the eye hath seen, and when the ear Hath drunk the beautiful harmony of the world, It is to humble the imperfect mind, And lean the broken spirit upon God ! Thus would I, at...