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Page 301 - He gave the little wealth he had, To build a house for fools and mad: And showed by one satiric touch, No nation wanted it so much: That kingdom he hath left his debtor, I wish it soon may have a better.
Page 5 - Mated with a squalid savage — what to me were sun or clime? I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time — I that rather held it better men should perish one by one, Than that earth should stand at gaze like Joshua's moon in Ajalon!
Page 97 - Happy the man, who sees a God employed In all the good and ill, that chequer life! Resolving all events, with their effects And manifold results, into the will And arbitration wise of the Supreme.
Page 210 - Peace sitting under her olive, and slurring the days gone by, When the poor are hovell'd and hustled together, each sex, like swine, When only the ledger lives, and when only not all men lie; Peace in her vineyard - yes!
Page 229 - Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapproved, and leave No spot or blame behind...
Page 254 - The days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years : few and evil have the days of the years of my life been...
Page 2 - Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting, The soul that rises with us our life's star has had elsewhere its setting And cometh from afar...
Page 311 - Choice Editions of Choice Books. New Editions. Illustrated by CW Cope, RA, T. Creswick, RA. Edward Duncan, Birket Foster, JC Horsley, ARA. George Hicks. R. Redgrave, RA, C.
Page 270 - So every spirit, as it is most pure, And hath in it the more of heavenly light, So it the fairer body doth procure To habit in, and it more fairly dight, With cheerful grace and amiable sight For, of the soul, the body form doth take, For soul is form, and doth the body make.