In Remembrance: Articles & Sketches : Biographical, Historical, Topographical

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Talbot Press, 1927 - 201 頁
 

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第 24 頁 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain...
第 28 頁 - Redress the rigours of the inclement clime; Aid slighted truth with thy persuasive strain ; Teach erring man to spurn the rage of gain ; Teach him, that states of native strength...
第 27 頁 - Yes, let the rich deride, the proud disdain. These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm than all the gloss of art.
第 26 頁 - For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still; While words of learned length and thundering sound Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around, And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew. But past is all his fame. The very spot Where many a time he triumphed, is forgot.
第 5 頁 - ABIDE with me ; fast falls the eventide ; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
第 25 頁 - The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied ; Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds...
第 20 頁 - M sitting on the stile, Mary, where we sat side by side, • On a bright May morning long ago, when first you were my bride ; The corn was springing fresh and green and the lark sang loud and high, And the red was on your lip, Mary, and the lovelight in your eye.
第 39 頁 - Now, there you go! You still, of course, keep up your scornful bearing, And I'm too poor to hinder you; but, by the cloak I'm wearing, If I had but four cows myself, even though you were my spouse, I'd thwack you well to cure your pride, my Woman of Three Cows!
第 19 頁 - Thus there went out of the world' (he says) 'one of the sweetest, most beautiful, most accomplished, wittiest, most loving, and lovable human beings that ever walked upon the earth.
第 8 頁 - Might verse of mine inspire One virtuous aim, one high resolve impart, Light in one drooping soul a hallowed fire Or bind one broken heart : Death would be sweeter then, More calm my slumber, 'neath the silent sod Might I thus live to bless my fellow-men, Or glorify my GOD.

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