The Canadian Monthly and National Review, เล่มที่ 5Graeme Mercer Adam, George Stewart Adam, Stevenson & Company, 1874 |
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หน้า 449 - The tears into his eyes were brought. And thanks and praises seemed to run So fast out of his heart, I thought They never would have done. — I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning; Alas! the gratitude of men Hath oftener left me mourning.
หน้า 109 - The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend: Nor shall she fail to see E'en in the motions of the storm Grace that shall mould the maiden's form By silent sympathy. 'The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
หน้า 381 - The harvests of Arretium This year old men shall reap, This year young boys in Umbro Shall plunge the struggling sheep, And in the vats of Luna This year the must shall foam Round the white feet of laughing girls Whose sires have marched to Rome.
หน้า 33 - WE scatter seeds with careless hand, And dream we ne'er shall see them more ; But for a thousand years Their fruit appears, In weeds that mar the land, Or healthful store. The deeds we do, the words we say, — Into still air they seem to fleet, We count them ever past ; But they shall last, — In the dread judgment they And we shall meet.
หน้า 102 - THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
หน้า 213 - Not as I will : " the sound grows sweet Each time my lips the words repeat. " Not as I will : " the darkness feels More safe than light when this thought steals Like whispered voice to calm and bless All unrest and all loneliness.
หน้า 415 - Marched boldly up, like our trained band, Presented, and away. When all the meat was on the table, What man of knife or teeth was able To stay to be entreated ? • And this the very reason was, Before the parson could say grace, The company was seated.
หน้า 229 - In her bright existence she had more sorrows than are common, but also a soft invincibility, a capacity of discernment, and a noble loyalty of heart, which are rare. For forty years she was the true and loving helpmate of her husband, and by act and word unweariedly forwarded him as none else could in all of worthy that he did or attempted. She died at London, 21st April, 1866, suddenly snatched away from him, and the light of his life as if gone out.
หน้า 230 - For seven and a half years that blessing was mine ; for seven and a half only ! I can say nothing which could describe, even in the faintest manner, what that loss was and is. But because I know that she would have wished it, I endeavour to make the best of what life I have left, and to work on for her purposes with such diminished strength as can be derived from thoughts of her, and communion with her memory.
หน้า 305 - Where souls brimful of love abide and meet; Where thirsting longing eyes Watch the slow door That opening, letting in, lets out no more. Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live My very life again though cold in death: Come back to me in dreams, that I may give...