Private Trials and Public Calamities: Or, The Early Life of Alexandrine Des Écherolles: During the Troubles of the First French Revolution, Volumes 1-2
R. Bentley, 1853 - France
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Page 234 - The star of the unconquered will, He rises in my breast, Serene, and resolute, and still, And calm, and self-possessed.
Page 18 - THE world's a room of sickness, where each heart Knows its own anguish and unrest ; The truest wisdom there, and noblest art, Is his who skills of comfort best ; Whom by the softest step and gentlest tone Enfeebled spirits own, And love to raise the languid eye, When, like an angel's wing, they feel him fleeting by...
Page 202 - Death ! Day is for mortal care, Eve, for glad meetings round the joyous hearth, Night, for the dreams of sleep, the voice of prayer — But all for thee, thou mightiest of the earth.
Page 37 - All was ended now, the hope, and the fear, and the sorrow, All the aching of heart, the restless, unsatisfied longing, All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience ! And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head to her bosom, Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured,
Page 76 - Yet, Freedom ! yet thy banner, torn, but flying, Streams like the thunder-storm against the wind; Thy trumpet voice, though broken now and dying, The loudest still the tempest leaves behind; Thy tree hath lost its blossoms, and the rind...
Page 292 - The thousands, that uncheered by praise, Have made one offering of their days ; For truth, for Heaven, for freedom's sake, Resigned the bitter cup to take, And silently in fearless faith Bowing their noble souls to death.
Page 135 - And graved with many a dent, that told Of many a soldier's deed ; The sun shone on his sparkling mail, And danced his snow-plume on the gale. But now he stood chain'd and alone, The headsman by his side ; The plume, the helm, the charger gone ; The sword, which had defied The mightiest, lay broken...
Page 84 - Oh ! let th' ungentle spirit learn from hence, A small unkindness is a great offence. Large bounties to bestow, we wish in vain ; But all may shun the guilt of giving pain.