The Prose Works of Mrs. Ellis: The poetry of life. Pictures of private life (first and second series) A voice from the vintage |
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Page 25 - upon the lily, without recurring to that memorable passage in the sacred volume : " Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow. They toil not, neither do they spin ; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these." From the little common flower called heart's ease, we turn to
Page 85 - swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built shed, "The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, " No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed." Amongst our modern poets, there is not one who possesses a more exquisite sense of the appropriateness of
Page 79 - smooth'd down his lonely pillow, " That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, " And we far away on the billow." " We thought as we hollowed his little bed, '• And dug out his lonely pillow, "That the foe and the stranger would
Page 105 - no other thing to me, than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is man ! How noble in reason ! how infinite in faculties ! in form, and moving, how express, and admirable ! in action, how like an angel! in apprehension, how like a god ! The beauty of the world, the paragon of animals ! and yet to me, what is
Page 158 - Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent. The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further. Go, release them, Ariel ! My charms I'll break, their senses I'll reatare, And they shall be themselves.
Page 136 - (said the angel of the Lord,) curse ye bitterly the inhabitants thereof; because they came not to the help of the Lord, to the help of the Lord against the mighty. Blessed above women shall Jnel the wife of Heber the
Page 164 - within him ; for within him hell He brings, and round about him, nor from hell One step, no more than from himself, can fly By change of place ; now conscience wakes despair, That »lumbered ; wakes the bitter memory Of what he was. what is, and what must be
Page 84 - From peak to peak the rattling crags among, " Leaps the live thunder !" "And first one universal shriek there rush'd, ** Louder than the loud ocean, like a crash "Of echoing thunder; and then all was
Page 129 - And it came to pass, when lie saw her, that he rent his clothes, and said, Alas, my daughter! Thou hast brought me very low, and thou art one of them that trouble me : for I have opened my mouth unto the Lord, and I cannot go
Page 127 - through the land in the length of it, and in the breadth of it, presents to the mind ideas of space and distance, at once simple and sublime ; ' and when we read that whenever the