John Halifax, Gentleman

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Hurst and Blackett, 1864 - 430 էջ

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Էջ 15 - And it came to pass, when he had made an end of speaking unto Saul, that the soul of Jonathan was knit with the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as his own soul.
Էջ 105 - Thrice, oh! thrice happy, shepherd's life and state! When courts are happiness, unhappy pawns! His cottage low and safely humble gate Shuts out proud Fortune, with her scorns and fawns. No feared treason breaks his quiet sleep ; Singing all day, his flocks he learns to keep, Himself as innocent as are his simple sheep. No Serian worms he knows, that with their thread Draw out their silken lives — nor silken pride: His lambs...
Էջ 416 - And babes, sweet-smiling babes, our bed. How should I love the pretty creatures, While round my knees they fondly clung! To see them look their mother's features, To hear them lisp their mother's tongue! And when with envy time transported Shall think to rob us of our joys, You'll in your girls again be courted, And I'll go wooing in my boys.
Էջ 106 - His certain life, that never can deceive him, Is full of thousand sweets, and rich content : The smooth-leaved beeches in the field receive him With coolest shades, till...
Էջ 479 - I have fought the good fight ; I have finished my course ; I have kept the faith.
Էջ 88 - Now," said John, hastily smoothing his bed, so that my father might lie down, and wrapping his cloak round me — " you must both be very still. You will likely have to spend the night here. Jem shall bring you a light and supper. You will make yourself easy, Abel Fletcher ? "
Էջ 99 - And a just one," persisted John. "You that work for him, did he ever stint you of a halfpenny ? If you had come to him and said, ' Master, times are hard, we can't live upon our wages...
Էջ 106 - While by his side his faithful spouse hath place : His little son into his bosom creeps, The lively picture of his father's face: Never his humble house or state torment him • Less he could like, if less his God had sent him ; And when he dies, green turfs with grassy tomb content him.
Էջ 95 - The rioters were too far off — our spiked iron railings, eight feet high or more, being a barrier which none had yet ventured to climb. But at length one random stone hit John on the chest. I pulled him in, but he declared he was not hurt. Terrified, I implored him not to risk his life. "Life is not always the first thing to be thought of," said he, gently. "Don't be afraid — I shall come to no harm. But I must do what I think right, if it is to be done.
Էջ 87 - Name that, young man as he was, I had never yet heard irreverently and thoughtlessly on his lips. It was a sight that would move any one to cry for pity unto the Great Father of the human family. Abel Fletcher sat on his remaining bags, in an exhaustion that I think was not all physical pain. The paroxysm of anger past, he, ever a just man, could not fail to be struck with what he had done. He seemed subdued, even to something like remorse. John looked at him, and looked away. For a minute he listened...

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