The Trials of Life, Volume 2

Couverture
W.B. Gilley; G. & C. & H. Carvill; A.T. Goodrich; E. Bliss; C.S. Francis; G. Long; White, Gallaher & White; Collins & Company, Collins & Hannay; D. Felt; Wm. Burgess, Jr., 1829
 

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Page 182 - Then gently scan your brother man, Still gentler sister woman ; Though they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark How far, perhaps, they rue it.
Page 6 - Who hath not proved how feebly words essay To fix one spark of Beauty's heavenly ray? Who doth not feel, until his failing sight Faints into dimness with its own delight, His changing cheek, his sinking heart confess The might, the majesty of Loveliness...
Page 186 - Big, bright, and fast, unknown to her they fell ; But still her lips refused to send — " Farewell ! " For in that word, that fatal word, howe'er We promise, hope, believe, there breathes despair.
Page 56 - L'amour, aussi bien que le feu, ne peut subsister sans un mouvement continuel, et il cesse de vivre dès qu'il cesse d'espérer ou de craindre. 76. Il est du véritable amour comme de l'apparition des esprits : tout le monde en parle, mais peu de gens en ont vu.
Page 139 - Want and incurable disease, (fell pair!) On hopeless multitudes remorseless seize At once, and make a refuge of the grave. How groaning hospitals eject their dead ! What numbers groan for sad admission there!
Page 190 - tis not my fault; Old Homer taught us thus to speak : If 'tis not sense, at least 'tis Greek. ' As folks, (quoth Richard) prone to leasing, Say things at first because they're pleasing, Then prove what they have once asserted, Nor care to have their lie deserted, Till their own dreams at length deceive them, And, oft repeating, they believe them ; Or as, again, those amorous blades Who trifle with their mothers...
Page 13 - La félicité est dans le goût, et non pas dans les choses ; et c'est par avoir ce qu'on aime qu'on est heureux, et non par avoir ce que les autres trouvent aimable.
Page 76 - And what hostilities, without a foe! Nor are foes wanting to the best on earth. But endless is the list of human ills, And sighs might sooner fail, than cause to sigh.
Page 40 - Enjoys the sad prerogative above him, To think, and to be wretched ! What is life To him, that's born to die ! Or, what the wisdom, whose perfection ends In knowing, we know nothing? Mere contradiction all ! A tragic farce, Tedious, though short, elab'rate without art, Ridiculously sad Enter RANDAL.
Page 180 - Bell in the open air; and the comment made upon it by his face and voice was very different from that of some later critics ! Whatever might be thought of the poem, " his face was as a book Where men might read strange matters," and he announced the fate of his hero in prophetic tones.

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