Evelyn Stuart, or, Right versus might, by Adrian1846 |
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... sufferings with the history of one of your fair selves ; but , because to you we turn as the fit exponents of those ... suffering and erring fellow - mortals ? Philosophers may reason , politicians argue , cal- culating economists frame ...
... sufferings with the history of one of your fair selves ; but , because to you we turn as the fit exponents of those ... suffering and erring fellow - mortals ? Philosophers may reason , politicians argue , cal- culating economists frame ...
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... sufferings of the suffering ever called forth her warmest feelings , and the regeneration of the people was the theme of her hourly thoughts . We will not linger over B 2 EVELYN STUART . 3 cheer the desponding, soften the obdurate ...
... sufferings of the suffering ever called forth her warmest feelings , and the regeneration of the people was the theme of her hourly thoughts . We will not linger over B 2 EVELYN STUART . 3 cheer the desponding, soften the obdurate ...
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... wrong ; while the gentle lessons of her mother encouraged her natural sympathy with the suffering , and prompted her heart and hand to assist the poor and helpless . Thus did those early seeds bring forth good fruit . EVELYN STUART . 23.
... wrong ; while the gentle lessons of her mother encouraged her natural sympathy with the suffering , and prompted her heart and hand to assist the poor and helpless . Thus did those early seeds bring forth good fruit . EVELYN STUART . 23.
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... pathy . Many a poor suffering creature felt more grateful for her kind words , than for all the bene- volent gifts of the lady of the Hall . Evelyn's visits were not those of condescending charity : she could EVELYN STUART . 29.
... pathy . Many a poor suffering creature felt more grateful for her kind words , than for all the bene- volent gifts of the lady of the Hall . Evelyn's visits were not those of condescending charity : she could EVELYN STUART . 29.
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... suffering , were they not joyful and careless ? She herself , was she not dressed in satin , while thou- sands had ... sufferings of our people . The sorrows of the poor might melt a heart of stone . Wonder not that Evelyn wept , wonder ...
... suffering , were they not joyful and careless ? She herself , was she not dressed in satin , while thou- sands had ... sufferings of our people . The sorrows of the poor might melt a heart of stone . Wonder not that Evelyn wept , wonder ...
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admiration agony Allonby anxious Arbridge Arden asked beautiful believe better bless Charles charms cheer child Copan corn laws cried dare darling dear delighted duty emotion endeavoured Evelyn exclaimed eyes fair lady fancy father fear feelings felt forget gentle give glad glorious glory hand Hannington happy Harry hear heard heart Heaven Hetherford honour hope hour humble Juliet knew Lady Alsinger listened look Lord Ashley Lord Hewiston Lord Norford mighty mind minister Miss Stuart Moreham morning mother never observed once opinions perhaps political poor principles proud racter railway mania rejoiced Relton replied resolved returned seemed Sir James Graham Sir Robert Peel Sir Stephen smile sorrow speak spirit spoke suffering surely tears tell thing thought tion Tory triumph turned uncon Violet voice Whigs wish words wretched young young Lord youth
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Стр. 62 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below.
Стр. 97 - See! from the brake the whirring pheasant springs, And mounts exulting on triumphant wings: Short is his joy; he feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground. Ah! what avail his glossy, varying dyes, His purple crest, and scarlet-circled eyes, The vivid green his shining plumes unfold, His painted wings, and breast that flames with gold?
Стр. 47 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
Стр. 118 - Here woman reigns ; the mother, daughter, wife, Strews with fresh flowers the narrow way of life; In the clear heaven of her delightful eye, An angel-guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fireside pleasures gambol at her feet. " Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found...
Стр. 267 - Yes, love indeed is light from heaven.. A spark of that immortal fire With angels shared, by Allah given, To lift from earth our low desire. Devotion wafts the mind above, But Heaven itself descends in love; A feeling from the Godhead caught, To wean from self each sordid thought; A ray of him who formed the whole; A glory circling round the soul!
Стр. 225 - Extend it, let thy enemies have part: Grasp the whole worlds of reason, life, and sense, In one close system of benevolence: Happier as kinder, in whate'er degree, And height of bliss but height of charity.
Стр. 252 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'Tis yours to judge, how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.
Стр. 192 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Стр. 243 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Стр. 113 - By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their' vile trash By any indirection.