Fraser's Magazine, Volume 31

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Longmans, Green, and Company, 1845

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Page 427 - Take care of the pence and the pounds will take care of themselves is as true of personal habits as of money.
Page 575 - So cloudless, clear, and purely beautiful, That God alone was to be seen in heaven.
Page 127 - Be of good comfort, master Ridley, and play the man. We shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.
Page 48 - He, only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him, that Nature might stand up, And say to all the world, This was a man!
Page 576 - Through the high wood echoing shrill; Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great Sun begins his state Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight...
Page 347 - We yield thee hearty thanks, most merciful Father, that it hath pleased thee to regenerate this infant with thy Holy Spirit, to receive him for thine own child by adoption, and to incorporate him into thy Holy Church.
Page 284 - At the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears, Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years : Poor Susan has passed by the spot, and has heard In the silence of morning the song of the Bird.
Page 602 - His words came feebly, from a feeble chest, But each in solemn order followed each, With something of a lofty utterance drest — Choice word and measured phrase, above the reach Of ordinary men; a stately speech; Such as grave Livers do in Scotland use, Religious men, who give to God and man their dues.
Page 576 - Oh ! that the Desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair Spirit for my minister, That I might all forget the human race, And, hating no one, love but only her ! Ye Elements ! — in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted — Can ye not Accord me such a being ? Do I err In deeming such inhabit many a spot ? Though with them to converse can rarely be our lot.
Page 562 - And what, for this frail world, were all That mortals do or suffer, Did no responsive harp, no pen, Memorial tribute offer ? Yea, what were mighty Nature's self? Her features, could they win us, Unhelped by the poetic voice That hourly speaks within us...

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