The Ladies' and Gentlemen's Mirror of Fortune: Or, The Analysis of Life

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Derby & Jackson, 1860 - 346 trang
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Trang 39 - One by one thy duties wait thee, Let thy whole strength go to each ; Let no future dreams elate thee, Learn thou first what these can teach.
Trang 18 - She openeth her mouth with wisdom, and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up and call her blessed, her husband also, and he praiseth her.
Trang 343 - Och! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling! To catch dame Fortune's golden smile, Assiduous wait upon her; And gather gear by ev'ry wile That's justified by honour; Not for to hide it in a hedge, Nor for a train attendant; But for the glorious privilege Of being independent.
Trang 319 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Trang 192 - Gather, then, each flower that grows, When the young heart overflows, To embalm that tent of snows. Bear a lily in thy hand; Gates of brass cannot withstand One touch of that magic wand. Bear through sorrow, wrong, and ruth, In thy heart the dew of youth, On thy lips the smile of truth.
Trang 307 - And put it to the foil : but you, O you, So perfect, and so peerless, are created Of every creature's best.
Trang 155 - The foe — the fool — the jealous — and the vain, The envious who but breathe in others' pain, Behold the host ! delighting to deprave, Who track the steps of Glory to the grave, Watch every fault that daring Genius owes Half to the ardour which its birth bestows...
Trang 243 - Labor is worship !" — the robin is singing; " Labor is worship !" — the wild bee is ringing : Listen ! that eloquent whisper upspringing Speaks to thy soul from out Nature's great heart. From the dark cloud flows the life-giving shower ; From the rough sod blows the soft-breathing flower ; From the small insect, the rich coral bower; Only man, in the plan, shrinks from his part.
Trang 207 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Trang 243 - Tis the still water faileth, Idleness ever despaireth, bewaileth ; Keep the watch wound, for the dark rust assaileth ; Flowers droop and die in the stillness of noon. Labour is glory ! The flying cloud lightens, Only the waving wing changes and brightens ; Idle hearts only the dark future frightens ; Play the sweet keys wouldst thou keep them in tune.

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