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Page 366 - God with much ease ;" and presently delivered into his hand a walking-staff", with which he professed he had travelled through many parts of Germany. And he said, " Richard, I do not give, but lend you my horse : be sure you be honest, and bring my horse back to me at your return this way to Oxford. And I do now give you ten groats, to bear your charges to Exeter ; and here is ten groats more, which I charge you to deliver to your Mother and tell her I send her a Bishop's benediction with it, and...
Page 40 - For, backward, Duddon ! as I cast my eyes, I see what was, and is, and will abide ; Still -glides the Stream, and shall for ever glide ; The Form remains, the Function never dies ; , While we, the brave, the mighty, and the wise, We Men, who in our morn of youth defied The elements, must vanish ;—be it so ! Enough, if something from our hands have power...
Page 218 - BEHOLD a pupil of the monkish gown, The pious ALFRED, King to Justice dear ! Lord of the harp and liberating spear ; Mirror of Princes ! Indigent Renown Might range the starry ether for a crown Equal to his deserts...
Page 75 - The monumental pomp of age Was with this goodly Personage; A stature undepressed in size, Unbent, which rather seemed to rise, In open victory o'er the weight Of seventy years, to loftier height...
Page 180 - Long may these homely works devised of old, These simple efforts of Helvetian skill, Aid, with congenial influence, to uphold The state, the country's destiny to mould ; Turning, for them who pass, the common dust Of servile opportunity to gold ; Filling the soul with sentiments august — The beautiful, the brave, the holy, and the just!
Page 295 - FROM low to high doth dissolution climb, And sink from high to low, along a scale Of awful notes, whose concord shall not fail ; A musical but melancholy chime, Which they can hear who meddle not with crime, Nor avarice, nor over-anxious care.
Page 215 - Of learning, where thou heard'st the billows beat On a wild coast, rough monitors to feed Perpetual industry. Sublime Recluse ! The recreant soul, that dares to shun the debt...
Page 5 - How touching, when, at midnight, sweep Snow-muffled winds, and all is dark, To hear — and sink again to sleep ! Or, at an earlier call, to mark, By blazing fire, the still suspense Of self-complacent innocence ; The mutual nod, — the grave disguise Of hearts with gladness brimming o'er ; And some unbidden tears that rise For names once heard, and heard no more s Tears brightened by the serenade For infant in the cradle laid.
Page 5 - ... grave disguise Of hearts with gladness brimming o'er ; And some unbidden tears that rise For names once heard, and heard no more ; Tears brightened by the serenade For infant in the cradle laid. Ah ! not for emerald fields alone, With ambient streams more pure and bright...
Page 123 - Mounts to the seat of grace within the mind : Hence Forms that glide with swan-like ease along , Hence motions, even amid the vulgar throng, To an harmonious decency confined : As if the streets were consecrated ground, The city one vast temple, dedicate To mutual respect in thought and deed...