The Ridpath Library of Universal Literature: A Biographical and Bibliographical Summary of the World's Most Eminent Authors, Including the Choicest Extracts and Masterpieces from Their Writings, Volume 3

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Avil Printing Company, 1903

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Page 401 - ... of my country. But however that might be, this speech was somewhat unlucky ; for with that quickness of wit for which he was so remarkable, he seized the expression, "come from Scotland...
Page 290 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
Page 193 - But what to those who find ? Ah ! this Nor tongue nor pen can show ; The love of Jesus, what it is None but His loved ones know.
Page 289 - Little lamb, who made thee ? Dost thou know who made thee? Gave thee life, and bid thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead ? Gave thee clothing of delight — Softest clothing, woolly, bright ? Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice?
Page 114 - He shall be great, and shall be called the Son of the Highest; and the Lord God shall give unto him the throne of his father David ; and he shall reign over the house of Jacob forever ; and of his kingdom there shall be no end.
Page 196 - And now we fight the battle, but then shall wear the crown Of full and everlasting and passionless renown; And he whom now we trust in shall then be seen and known, And they that know and see him shall have him for their own.
Page 50 - Oh, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ? The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of Morning gilds, And all that echoes to the song of Even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven : Oh, how canst thou renounce, and hope to be forgiven ? THE YOUTHFUL MINSTREL.
Page 290 - What the hammer? what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp? When the Stars threw down their spears, And watered heaven with their tears, Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Page 355 - Lay him low, lay him low In the clover or the snow ! What cares he ? he cannot know : Lay him low...
Page 12 - Throw yourself on the world without any rational plan of support, beyond what the chance employ of booksellers would afford you ! ! ! " Throw yourself rather, my dear Sir, from the steep Tarpeian rock slap-dash headlong upon iron spikes. If you had but five consolatory minutes between the desk and the bed, make much of them, and live a century in them, rather than turn slave to the Booksellers.

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