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Page 317 - And he will be a wild man; his hand will be against every man, and every man's hand against him; and he shall dwell in the presence of all his brethren.
Page 529 - Learn to make the most of life, Lose no happy day Time will never bring thee back Chances swept away. Leave no tender word unsaid, Love while love shall last, ' The mill cannot grind With the water that is past.
Page 259 - There is a dangerous silence in that hour, A stillness, which leaves room for the full soul To open all itself, without the power Of calling wholly back its self-control ; The silver light which, hallowing tree and tower, Sheds beauty and deep softness o'er the whole, Breathes also to the heart, and o'er it throws A loving languor, which is not repose.
Page 589 - This seemed a delightful change, and to the meadow I went. But I soon found ditching harder than Latin, and the first forenoon was the longest I ever experienced. That day I ate the bread of labor, and glad was I when night came on.
Page 498 - My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.
Page 130 - I have no more to say, but linger still, And dare not set my seal upon this sheet, And yet I may as well the task fulfil, My misery can scarce be more complete ; I had not lived till now, could sorrow kill ; Death shuns the wretch who fain the blow would meet ; And I must even survive this last adieu, And bear with life, to love and pray for you...
Page 415 - ... the various materials, contribute to the general effect. They understood, also, better than any other nation, how to use sculpture in combination with architecture, and to make their colossi and avenues of sphinxes group themselves into parts of one great design, and at the same time to use historical paintings, fading by insensible degrees into hieroglyphies on the one hand, and into sculpture on the other — linking the whole together with the highest class of phonetic utterance.
Page 415 - Taken altogether, perhaps it may be safely asserted that the Egyptians were the most essentially a building people of all those we are acquainted with, and the most generally successful in all they attempted in this way. The Greeks, it is true, surpassed them in refinement and beauty of detail, and in the class of sculpture with which they ornamented their buildings...