The Microcosm: Or, Little World of Home, כרכים 1-3P.B. Whitmore, 1835 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 61
עמוד 8
... smile , a statue's strength , Stands the mute sister , Patience , nothing loth , And both supporting , does the work of both . THE JUDGMENT OF CHILDREN . PARENTS not unfrequently justify themselves for conscious inconsis . tencies in ...
... smile , a statue's strength , Stands the mute sister , Patience , nothing loth , And both supporting , does the work of both . THE JUDGMENT OF CHILDREN . PARENTS not unfrequently justify themselves for conscious inconsis . tencies in ...
עמוד 12
... smile , but · I'd rather see him , with his boy upon His knee , than seated in the Consul's chair , With all the Senate round him . Livia . Must needs be thine . Licinia . Yet his greatness I do not care for greatness , It is a thing ...
... smile , but · I'd rather see him , with his boy upon His knee , than seated in the Consul's chair , With all the Senate round him . Livia . Must needs be thine . Licinia . Yet his greatness I do not care for greatness , It is a thing ...
עמוד 14
... smile calmed his temper ? -Whose patience bore with his many infirmities ? -Unless he live in a desert island , he will reply - Woman's ! Woman's ! But to know , to the full extent of such knowledge , how noble , how sacred a thing is ...
... smile calmed his temper ? -Whose patience bore with his many infirmities ? -Unless he live in a desert island , he will reply - Woman's ! Woman's ! But to know , to the full extent of such knowledge , how noble , how sacred a thing is ...
עמוד 40
... smile , " and I will be sure to tell you then ; but I must first give you her history , to secure your partiality , before you get a pre- judice from her appearance upon canvass . " Oh I shall never like 2.2 A Cottage Scene . 41 her ...
... smile , " and I will be sure to tell you then ; but I must first give you her history , to secure your partiality , before you get a pre- judice from her appearance upon canvass . " Oh I shall never like 2.2 A Cottage Scene . 41 her ...
עמוד 46
... smile there's less of glee , And more of bliss sincere . ' Tis not the brilliant scene around That her quiet heart beguiles ; In her pure spirit may be found The fountain of her smiles . Now , ever and anon , her eye Is fixed on vacancy ...
... smile there's less of glee , And more of bliss sincere . ' Tis not the brilliant scene around That her quiet heart beguiles ; In her pure spirit may be found The fountain of her smiles . Now , ever and anon , her eye Is fixed on vacancy ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
admiration affection art thou Atherley beauty become believe benevolence bless bosom breath bright character cheerful child christian dear death delight domestic dreams duty earth Ellen Plummer Erinna eternal evil speaking Fairfield fancy father fear feelings female flowers fluence genius gentle give grace Greenfield High School habits hand happiness hath heart heaven holy honor hope hour human husband important influence interest Joanna Baillie kind lady light live look Lord's Prayer marriage Mary Howitt MATTHIAS CLAUDIUS means meddlers Microcosm mind moral mother nature neath ness never o'er object parents peace perhaps person pleasure poet poetry prayer principle readers religion remarks scene smile society sorrow soul spirit sweet sympathy taste tell tender thee thine thing thou thought tion true truth voice wife wish woman word young youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 173 - She is not afraid of the snow for her household: for all her household are clothed with scarlet. She maketh herself coverings of tapestry; her clothing is silk and purple. Her husband is known in the gates, when he sitteth among the elders of the land.
עמוד 179 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
עמוד 5 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky : So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! " The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
עמוד 180 - Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
עמוד 174 - 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. Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all.
עמוד 174 - My doctrine shall drop as the rain, my speech shall distil as the dew, as the small rain upon the tender herb, and as the showers upon the grass : Because I will publish the name of the Lord: ascribe ye greatness unto our God.
עמוד 62 - With other ministrations thou, O Nature ! Healest thy wandering and distempered child: Thou pourest on him thy soft influences, Thy sunny hues, fair forms, and breathing sweets; Thy melodies of woods, and winds, and waters ! Till he relent, and can no more endure To be a jarring and a dissonant thing Amid this general dance and minstrelsy; But, bursting into tears, wins back his way, His angry spirit healed and harmonized By the benignant touch of love and beauty.
עמוד 174 - 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.
עמוד 117 - When, playing with thy vesture's tissued flowers, The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I pricked them into paper with a pin (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile) ; Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here?
עמוד 64 - My days among the Dead are past; Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old: My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day.