Alice Montrose; or, The lofty and the lowly: good in all, and none all good, Volume 1

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Page 95 - It were all one, That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it, he is so above me: In his bright radiance and collateral light Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.
Page 57 - O! many a shaft at random sent Finds mark the archer little meant! And many a word at random spoken May soothe or wound a heart that's broken!
Page 175 - Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small; Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he all.
Page 1 - If thou art rich, thou'rt poor ; For, like an ass whose back with ingots bows, Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloads thee.
Page 225 - In the elder days of Art, Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part ; For the Gods see everywhere. Let us do our work as well, Both the unseen and the seen ; Make the house where Gods may dwell, Beautiful, entire, and clean.
Page 38 - ... JOHN: You — er — I — I — What do you say, Mary! MARY: Maybe — maybe — we better talk it over first, John. . . . All those debts! When we thought we didn't owe anybody in the world. JOHN: Somebody is giving us a dirty deal. . . . It's a lowdown mean trick. VOICE OF DOOM: And the debts, like the sins of the fathers, shall be visited upon the children, aye, even unto the third and fourth generations!
Page 148 - Since his addiction was to courses vain, His companies unlettered, rude, and shallow, His hours filled up with riots, banquets, sports, And never noted in him any study, Any retirement, any sequestration From open haunts and popularity.
Page 216 - Yet, fill'd with all youth's sweet desires, Mingling the meek and vestal fires Of other worlds with all the bliss, The fond, weak tenderness of this ! A soul, too, more than half divine, Where, through some shades of earthly feeling, Religion's...
Page 33 - Aged voices passing. O we live, O we live — And this life that we receive Is a gloomy thing and brief, Which, consummated in grief, Leaveth ashes for all gain — Is it not all in vain ? Infant voices passing. Rock us softly, Though it be all in vain. . [ Voices die away, Eartli Spirits.
Page 33 - Adam's fallen race, concerning whom it was said, "Dust thou art, and unto dust thou shalt return

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