The Medlicotts: An Uneventful Family Chronicle

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Jarrold & Sons, 1895 - 315 páginas

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Página 305 - Oh, the little more, and how much it is! And the little less, and what worlds away! How a sound shall quicken content to bliss, Or a breath suspend the blood's best play, And life be a proof of this!
Página 240 - Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own.
Página 225 - Is it worth while that we jostle a brother Bearing his load on the rough road of life? Is it worth while that we jeer at each other In blackness of heart — that we war to the knife?
Página 240 - Rejoice, and men will seek you; Grieve, and they turn and go. They want full measure of all your pleasure, But they do not need your woe. Be glad, and your friends are many; Be sad, and you lose them all. There are none to decline your nectared wine, But alone you must drink life's gall.
Página 276 - And think to alter its motion. Don't waste a curse on the universe — Remember it lived before you. Don't butt at the storm with your puny form — But bend and let it go o'er you. The world will never adjust itself To suit your whim to the letter, Some things must go wrong your whole life long, And the sooner you know it the better.
Página 196 - He thought he saw a Rattlesnake That questioned him in Greek: He looked again, and found it was The Middle of Next Week. "The one thing I regret," he said, "Is that it cannot speak!
Página 92 - Come on therefore, let us enjoy the good things that are present : and let us speedily use the creatures like as in youth. Let us fill ourselves with costly wine and ointments : and let no flower of the spring pass by us. Let us crown ourselves with rosebuds before they be withered.
Página 71 - My apprehensions come in crowds ; I dread the rustling of the grass ; The very shadows of the clouds Have power to shake me as they pass ; I question things, and do not find One that will answer to my mind ; And all the world appears unkind.
Página 7 - She is a woman : one in whom The spring-time of her childish years Hath never lost its fresh perfume, Though knowing well that life hath room For many blights and many tears.
Página 78 - Look in my eyes ! Wilt thou change too? Should I fear surprise ? Shall I find aught new In the old and dear, In the good and true, With the changing year?

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