Five Years of it ...

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J.F. Hope, 1858

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Page 152 - And thou, too, whosoe'er thou art, That readest this brief psalm, As one by one thy hopes depart Be resolute and calm. O fear not in a world like this, And thou shalt know ere long, Know how sublime a thing it is To suffer and be strong.
Page 250 - Shall in the happy trial prove most glory : _But evil on itself shall back recoil, And mix no more with goodness ; when at last, Gathered like scum, and settled to itself, It shall be in eternal restless change, Self-fed, and self-consumed : if this fail, The pillared firmament is rottenness, And earth's base built on stubble.
Page 211 - Was a fellow," said Nabbes, nursing one foot, "that set me easy about my soul, and the thing. A chaplain in Congress: after we took down that bitter Mason-and-Slidell pill, it was. Prayed to Jesus to keep us safe until our vengeance on England was ripe,— to 'aid us through the patient watch and vigil long of him who treasures up a wrong.
Page 46 - Nothing ! if they bite and kick? Out with it, Dunciad ! let the secret pass, That secret to each fool, that he's an ass : The truth once told (and wherefore should we lie ?) The queen of Midas slept, and so may I.
Page 250 - But evil on itself shall back recoil, And mix no more with goodness, when at last, Gathered like scum, and settled to itself, It shall be in eternal restless change Self-fed and self-consumed. If this fail, The pillared firmament is rottenness, And earth's base built on stubble.
Page 286 - To be worst, The lowest and most dejected thing of fortune, Stands still in esperance, lives not in fear : The lamentable change is from the best ; The worst returns to laughter.
Page 87 - The purple flower droops, the golden bee Is lily-cradled: I alone awake. My eyes are full of tears, my heart of love, My heart is breaking, and my eyes are dim, And I am all aweary of my life.
Page 30 - By noting of the lady : I have marked A thousand blushing apparitions To start into her face ; a thousand innocent shames In angel whiteness beat away those blushes ; And in her eye there hath appeared a fire, To burn the errors that these princes hold Against her maiden truth.
Page 199 - Thus lived — thus died she; never more on her Shall sorrow light, or shame. She was not made Through years or moons the inner weight to bear, Which colder hearts endure till they are laid By age in earth...
Page 302 - A word that must be, and hath been, A word that makes us linger, yet farewell.

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