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Page 51 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Page 51 - THIS is the place. Stand still, my steed, Let me review the scene, And summon from the shadowy Past The forms that once have been.
Page 154 - How calm, how beautiful, comes on The stilly hour, when storms are gone When warring winds have died away, And clouds, beneath the glancing ray Melt off, and leave the land and sea Sleeping in bright tranquillity...
Page 323 - 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 let it be, when I grow old, Or let me die. The child is father of the man, And I would wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.* WORDSWORTH.
Page 186 - written strange defeatures" there ; And time, with heaviest hand of all, Like that fierce writing on the wall, Hath stamp'd sad dates — he can't recall ; And error gilding worst designs — Like speckled snake that strays and shines— Betrays his path by crooked lines ; And vice hath left his ugly blot ; And good resolves, a moment hot, Fairly...
Page 44 - Honour and shame from no condition rise ; Act well your part, there all the honour lies. Fortune in men has some small difference made, One flaunts in rags, one flutters in brocade; The cobbler apron'd, and the parson gown'd, The friar hooded, and the monarch crown'd. ' What differ more (you cry) than crown and cowl ?' I'll tell you, friend, a wise man and a fool.
Page 326 - I charm thy life From the weapons of strife, From stone and from wood, From fire and from flood, From the serpent's tooth, And the beasts of blood : From Sickness I charm thee, And Time shall not harm thee ; But Earth which is mine, Its fruits shall deny thee ; And Water shall hear me, And know thee and fly thee ; And the Winds shall not touch thee When they pass by thee, And the Dews shall not wet thee, When they fall nigh thee...
Page 116 - Farewell, high chief of Scottish song ! That couldst alternately impart Wisdom and rapture in thy page, And brand each vice with satire strong, Whose lines are mottoes of the heart, Whose truths electrify the sage. Farewell ! and ne'er may Envy dare To wring one baleful poison drop From the crush'd laurels of thy bust : But while the lark sings sweet in air, Still may the grateful pilgrim stop, To bless the spot that holds thy dust.