Exemplary Women: A Record of Feminine Virtues and AchievementsJohn Hogg, 1882 - 370 էջ |
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... sympathy - Lady Vere - The centre of the home - life - Cromwell's mother - Mr . Foster quoted - Napoleon's mother - Canning and his mother - Encouragement for young mothers - Benjamin West - Archbishop Fénélon quoted - Mrs ...
... sympathy - Lady Vere - The centre of the home - life - Cromwell's mother - Mr . Foster quoted - Napoleon's mother - Canning and his mother - Encouragement for young mothers - Benjamin West - Archbishop Fénélon quoted - Mrs ...
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... sympathy - Luther and his Catherine- Mistress Herbert - Izaak Walton quoted - A wife should be her husband's equal - Tennyson quoted - Husband and wife act and react on one another George Eliot's tale of " Janet's Repentance " -Like ...
... sympathy - Luther and his Catherine- Mistress Herbert - Izaak Walton quoted - A wife should be her husband's equal - Tennyson quoted - Husband and wife act and react on one another George Eliot's tale of " Janet's Repentance " -Like ...
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... sympathy with the good and beautiful should be cultivated - Wordsworth quoted - Madame de Staël quoted— How we may cheer and dignify life - The study of nature and of poetry- Ben Jonson quoted . Pp . 91-174 Chapter E. - Woman in the ...
... sympathy with the good and beautiful should be cultivated - Wordsworth quoted - Madame de Staël quoted— How we may cheer and dignify life - The study of nature and of poetry- Ben Jonson quoted . Pp . 91-174 Chapter E. - Woman in the ...
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... sympathy more comprehensive . All the capabilities of her nature are never developed until she has felt at her bosom the light pressure of her infant's lips . Thenceforth her weakness is turned into strength , her timidity into heroism ...
... sympathy more comprehensive . All the capabilities of her nature are never developed until she has felt at her bosom the light pressure of her infant's lips . Thenceforth her weakness is turned into strength , her timidity into heroism ...
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... sympathy . Her ear , like her heart , was always open . She shared the confidences of her girls , the sanguine anticipations of her sons , the hopes and fears and joys and anxieties of her husband . I have seen many homes , and in all I ...
... sympathy . Her ear , like her heart , was always open . She shared the confidences of her girls , the sanguine anticipations of her sons , the hopes and fears and joys and anxieties of her husband . I have seen many homes , and in all I ...
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Էջ 21 - I seem to have lived my childhood o'er again ; To have renewed the joys that once were mine, Without the sin of violating thine : And, while the wings of Fancy still are free, And I can view this mimic show of thee, Time has but half succeeded in his theft — Thyself removed, thy power to soothe me left.
Էջ 208 - I must do it, as it were, in such weight, measure, and number, even so perfectly, as God made the world, or else I am so sharply taunted, so cruelly threatened — yea, presently sometimes, with pinches, nips and bobs, and other ways, which I will not name for the honour I bear them, so without measure misordered — that I think myself in hell, till time come that I must go to Mr.
Էջ 20 - When, playing with thy vesture's tissued flowers, The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I pricked them into paper with a pin, (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head and smile) Could those few pleasant hours again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here?
Էջ 173 - Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?
Էջ 21 - Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile,) Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here...
Էջ 160 - Wise men have said, are wearisome ; who reads Incessantly, and to his reading brings not A spirit and judgment equal or superior, ( And what he brings what needs he elsewhere seek ?) Uncertain and unsettled still remains, Deep vers'd in books, and shallow in himself, Crude or intoxicate, collecting toys And trifles for choice matters, worth, a sponge ; As.
Էջ 115 - My dear dear Friend ; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes.
Էջ 188 - Life ! we've been long together, Through pleasant and through cloudy weather ; 'Tis hard to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear : — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time ; Say not ' Good night ' — but in some brighter clime Bid me
Էջ 124 - Yet was there one thro' whom I loved her, one Not learned, save in gracious household ways, Not perfect, nay, but full of tender wants, No Angel, but a dearer being, all dipt In Angel instincts, breathing Paradise, Interpreter between the Gods and men, Who...
Էջ 301 - Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.