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Page 212 - Say not thou. What is the cause that the former days were better than these ? for thou dost not inquire wisely concerning this.
Page 399 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain. Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and wat'ry depths; all these have vanished ; They live no longer in the faith of reason!
Page 174 - But many of the priests and Levites and chief of the fathers, who were ancient men, that had seen the first house, when the foundation of this house was laid before their eyes, wept with a loud voice...
Page 342 - Thou wast a bauble once ; a cup and ball, Which babes might play with; and the thievish jay, Seeking her food, with ease might have purloin'd The auburn nut that held thee, swallowing down Thy yet close folded latitude of boughs And all thine embryo vastness at a gulp.
Page 149 - We wither from our youth, we gasp away — Sick — sick ; unfound the boon — unslaked the thirst, Though to the last, in verge of our decay, Some phantom lures, such as we sought at first — But all too late, — so are we doubly curst, Love, fame, ambition, avarice — 'tis the same — Each idle, and all ill, and none the worst — For all are meteors with a different name, And Death the sable smoke where vanishes the flame.
Page 338 - I was occupied, or ought to have been, in the study of the law. From thirty-three to sixty I have spent my time in the country, where my reading has been only an apology for idleness, and where, when I had not either a magazine or a review...
Page 381 - With whose thick orchard blooms the soft winds play, Send out their inmates in a happy flow, Like a freed vernal stream.
Page 355 - To this combination of opposite qualities it has been owing that, till lately, I stole through life without undertaking any thing, yet always wishing to distinguish myself. At last I ventured, ventured too in the only path that at so late a period was yet open to me ; and am determined, if God have not determined otherwise, to work my way through the obscurity that has been so long my portion, into notice.
Page 193 - Whatsoever time, or the heedless hand of blind chance, hath drawn down from of old to this present in her huge drag-net, whether fish or sea-weed, shells or shrubs, unpicked, unchosen, those are the fathers.
Page 180 - The following Tracts were published with the object of contributing something towards the practical revival of doctrines, which, ' although held by the great divines of our Church, at present have ' become obsolete with the majority of her members, and are with- ! drawn from public view even by the more learned and orthodox few who still adhere to them.