The house of Raby; or, Our lady of darkness [by J.M. Hooper].

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Página 117 - He that lacks time to mourn, lacks time to mend. Eternity mourns that. 'Tis an ill cure For life's worst ills, to have no time to feel them. Where sorrow's held intrusive and turned out, There wisdom will not enter, nor true power, Nor aught that dignifies humanity.
Página 179 - Where no vain breath of the impudent molests ; That hath secured within the brazen walls Of a clear conscience that (without all stain) Rises in peace, in innocency rests ; Whilst all what Malice from without procures...
Página 173 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike.
Página 173 - She was a woman in her freshest age, Of wondrous beauty, and of bounty rare, With goodly grace and comely personage...
Página 81 - ... to do my duty in that state of life into which it has pleased God to call me.
Página 210 - That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this Faint I, nor mourn, nor murmur ; other gifts Have followed ; for such loss, I would believe, Abundant recompense.
Página 221 - ... you shall not bow down to them or serve them; for I the Lord your God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children to the third and fourth generation...
Página 198 - I hate your immense loads of meat — that is country all over ; extreme disgusting to those who are in the least acquainted with high life." By this time my curiosity began to abate, and my appetite to increase ; the company of fools may at first make us smile, but at last never fails of rendering us melancholy.

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