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... never to have lost its original taste for art , for , indeed , he called in his knowledge of it on all occasions , to illustrate his theories and his demonstrations ; but on glancing over his career , one cannot fail to regret that the ...
... never to have lost its original taste for art , for , indeed , he called in his knowledge of it on all occasions , to illustrate his theories and his demonstrations ; but on glancing over his career , one cannot fail to regret that the ...
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... never use tobacco in any shape ? Never . You say you are healthy , you eat and sleep well . Can you stand a shower , and continue to live and be merry in this damp atmosphere of ours ? You can stand cold and heat , fatigue , solitude ...
... never use tobacco in any shape ? Never . You say you are healthy , you eat and sleep well . Can you stand a shower , and continue to live and be merry in this damp atmosphere of ours ? You can stand cold and heat , fatigue , solitude ...
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... never attended to . Let the same principle be pursued as he rises to the higher branches of the study ; carry him onward from the mountain chains of Europe and America to the great laws of atmospheric and oceanic influences already ...
... never attended to . Let the same principle be pursued as he rises to the higher branches of the study ; carry him onward from the mountain chains of Europe and America to the great laws of atmospheric and oceanic influences already ...
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... never grown weary of adorning . What is this " great sea " to the chemist ? Why , only a great pool or puddle filled with a solution of table salt and Epsom salts . To these declarations , that the " looks and thoughts " of the chemist ...
... never grown weary of adorning . What is this " great sea " to the chemist ? Why , only a great pool or puddle filled with a solution of table salt and Epsom salts . To these declarations , that the " looks and thoughts " of the chemist ...
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... never saw , or of which they never were within hundreds of miles . Will any age but the present believe that impudent and lying abigails were eagerly listened to and repeatedly questioned about mysteries of thought , even beyond the ken ...
... never saw , or of which they never were within hundreds of miles . Will any age but the present believe that impudent and lying abigails were eagerly listened to and repeatedly questioned about mysteries of thought , even beyond the ken ...
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Pasajes populares
Página 329 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Página 326 - one half of the world does not know how the other half lives.
Página 85 - Mysterious Night ! when our first Parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came ; And lo, Creation widened in man's view.
Página 40 - Thou hast made me, though very unworthy, a mean instrument to do them some good, and Thee service; and many of them have set too high a value upon me, though others wish, and would be glad of my death ; but, Lord, however Thou do dispose of me, continue and go on to do good for them.
Página 250 - There is in every true woman's heart a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity; but which kindles up, and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity.
Página 328 - When a true genius appears in the world, you may know him by this sign, that the dunces are all in confederacy against him.
Página 25 - ... would it be too bold to imagine, that all warmblooded animals have arisen from one living filament, which THE GREAT FIRST CAUSE endued with animality, with the power of acquiring new parts, attended with new propensities, directed by irritations, sensations, volitions, and associations; and thus possessing the faculty of continuing to improve by its own inherent activity...
Página 85 - Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on...
Página 286 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast...
Página 106 - OH, when I was a tiny boy, My days and nights were full of joy, My mates were blithe and kind ! — No wonder that I sometimes sigh, And dash the teardrop from my eye, To cast a look behind ! A hoop was an eternal round Of pleasure. In those days I found A top a joyous thing ; — But now those past delights I drop, My head, alas ! is all my top, And careful thoughts the string ! My marbles — once my bag was...