Life Scenes, Sketched in Light and Shadow from the World Around UsB. B. Mussey, 1853 - 402 pages |
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Page 277 - The dancing pair that simply sought renown By holding out to tire each other down; The swain mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter...
Page 254 - For time at last sets all things even — And if we do but watch the hour, There never yet was human power Which could evade, if unforgiven, The patient search and vigil long Of him who treasures up a wrong.
Page 147 - A creature not too bright and good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Page 293 - This world is the best that we live in, To lend, or to spend, or to give in ; But to beg, or to borrow, or get a man's own, 'Tis the very worst world, sir, that ever was known.
Page 32 - Now rest thee here, My gondolier ; Hush, hush, for up I go. To climb yon light Balcony's height, While thou keep'st watch below. Ah ! did we take for Heaven above But half such pains as we Take, day and night, for woman's love, What Angels we should be ! OH, DAYS OF YOUTH.
Page 224 - I'll ne'er impart; It heaves no sigh, it sheds no tear, But it consumes my heart.'" "Can it be possible!" cried the pilgrim. "You have the reputation of being one of the gayest of the Parisian ladies.
Page 52 - ... self-educated farmer with eyes of aversion. But he little cared for that, for he derived his consolation from loftier resources, and in the untracked paths of science found a pleasure as in the pathless woods ! He instructed his son in all his lore — the languages, literature, history, philosophy, science, were unfolded, one by one, to the enthusiastic son of the solitary. Years rolled away, and the old man died. He died when a storm convulsed the face of nature, when the wind howled around...
Page 51 - ... side by side? There they sleep, and will till the last trumpet comes wailing and wailing through the heart of these lone hills, with a tone so strange and stirring, that the dead will start from their graves at its first awful note. Then will come the judgment and the retribution. But to my tale. Look there, sir ; on yonder hill you may observe a little isolated house, with a straggling fence in front, and a few stunted apple trees on the ascent behind it. It is sadly out of repair now, and the...
Page 54 - ... region, to send forth lays which astonished the world, was, indeed, a triumph to the visionary bard. " His thirst for fame was gratified, and now he began to yearn for the companionship of some sweet being of the other sex, to share the laurels he had won, to whisper consolation in his ear in moments of despondency, and to supply the void which the death of his old father had occasioned. He would picture to himself the felicity of a refined intercourse with a highly intellectual and beautiful...
Page 53 - ... languages, literature, history, philosophy, science, were unfolded, one by one, to the enthusiastic son of the solitary. Years rolled away, and the old man died. He died when a storm convulsed the face of nature, when the wind howled around his shattered dwelling, and the lightning played above the roof; and though he went to heaven in faith and purity, the vulgar thought and said that the evil one had claimed his own in the thunder and commotion of the elements. I cannot paint to you the grief...