Two Pretty Girls, Volumes 1-3

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R. Bentley, 1881

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Page 217 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Page 28 - ... Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide, And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside. Green pastures she views in the midst of the dale, Down which she so often has tripped with her pail ; And a single small Cottage, a nest like a dove's, The one only dwelling on earth that she loves. She looks, and her heart is in heaven : but they fade, The mist and the river, the hill and the shade : The stream will not flow, and the hill will not rise, And the colours have all passed away from...
Page 73 - Neither is this second fruit of friendship, in opening the understanding, restrained only to such friends as are able to give a man counsel (they indeed are best); but even without that, a man learneth of himself, and bringeth his own thoughts to light, and whetteth his wits as against a stone, which itself cuts not. In a word, a man were better relate himself to a...
Page 195 - Red ist uns gegeben, Damit wir nicht allein Für uns nur sollen leben Und fern von Leuten sein. Wir sollen uns befragen Und sehn auf guten Rat, Das Leid einander klagen, So uns betreten hat.
Page 38 - When we went with the winds in their blowing, When Nature and we were peers, And we seemed to share in the flowing Of the inexhaustible years ? Have we not from the earth drawn juices Too fine for earth's sordid uses? Have I heard, have I seen All I feel and I know?
Page 56 - Unless you can muse in a crowd all day On the absent face that fixed you; Unless you can love, as the angels may, With the breadth of heaven betwixt you; Unless you can dream that his faith is fast, Through behoving and unbehoving; Unless you can die when the dream is past — Oh, never call it loving!
Page 168 - As I sat at the cafe, I said to myself, They may talk as they please about what they call pelf, They may sneer as they like about eating and drinking, But help it I cannot, I cannot help thinking, How pleasant it is to have money, heigh ho ! How pleasant it is to have money.
Page 168 - Bat help it I cannot, I cannot help thinking, How pleasant it is to have money, heigh ho ! How pleasant it is to have money. I sit at my table en grand seigneur, And when I have done, throw a crust to the poor ; N"ot only the pleasure...
Page 56 - Unless you can think, when the song is done, No other is soft in the rhythm; Unless you can feel, when left by One, That all men else go with him; Unless you can know, when upraised by his breath. That your beauty itself wants proving; Unless you can swear, 'For life, for death!

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