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Andrè arms beam beauty bend bless blest bloom bosom breast breath bright charm close course dark dart dear death deep earth ev'ry face fair faithful Fancy fate feel fire flow'rs fond force gale gentle give glow gold grace green hand head heart Hence Honora hope hour human kind land lead less letter light living lov'd mark mind morn native Nature night Note o'er object pass passion plain pleasure pointed poor pride Reason rise rock rose round sail scene shade share shore side sigh sisters smile social soft sorrow soul spirit step strains stream sweet SYMPATHY tear tender thee thou thought thro tide tree vain virtues warm wave weep wing yonder youth
Página 168 - How selfish soever man may be supposed, there are evidently some principles in his nature which interest him in the fortune of others, and render their happiness necessary to him, though he derives nothing from it except the pleasure of seeing it. Of this kind is pity or compassion, the emotion which we feel for the misery of others when we see it or are made to conceive it in a very lively manner.
Página 176 - Treads the lov'd shore he sigh'd to leave behind ; Meets at each step a friend's familiar face, And flies at last to Helen's long embrace ; Wipes from her cheek the rapture-speaking tear, And clasps, with many a sigh, his children dear ! While, long neglected, but at length caress'd, His faithful dog salutes the smiling guest, Points to the master's eyes (where'er they roam) His wistful face, and whines a welcome home.
Página 51 - ... an inclination for it. Yet, God forbid I should ever love what I am to make the object of my attention ! — that vile trash, which I care not for, but only as it may be the future means of procuring the blessing of my soul — Thus all my mercantile calculations go to the tune of dear Honora. — When an impertinent consciousness...
Página 172 - Society and conversation, therefore, are the most powerful remedies for restoring the mind to its tranquillity, if, at any time, it has unfortunately lost it; as well as the best preservatives of that equal and happy temper, which is so necessary to self-satisfaction and enjoyment.
Página 47 - Shall not those moments return ? Ah Julia ! the cold hand of absence is heavy upon the heart of your poor Cher Jean — He is forced to hammer into it perpetually every consoling argument that the magic wand of Hope can conjure up ; viz. that every moment of industrious absence advances his journey, you know whither. — I may sometimes make excursions to Lichfield, and bask in the light of my Honora's eyes ! — Sustain me, Hope! — nothing on my part shall be wanting which may induce thee to fulfil...
Página 169 - Our joy for the deliverance of those heroes of tragedy or romance who interest us is as sincere as our grief for their distress, and our fellow-feeling with their misery is not more real than that with their happiness.
Página 32 - Honora's eyes, when she first shewed them to me from Needwood Forest on our return with you from Buxton to Lichfield. I remember she called them the ladies of the valley — their lightness and elegance deserve the title.
Página 41 - I must flatter myself that she will soon be without any remains of this threatening disease. 1 1 is seven o'clock; you and HONORA, with two or three more select friends, are now probably encircling your dressing-room fire-place. What would I not give to enlarge that circle. The idea of a clean hearth, and a snug circle round it, formed by a few sincere friends, transports me.
Página 57 - Mid the pale summer of the polar skies? — // was Humanity! — on coasts unknown, The shiv'ring natives of the frozen zone, And the swart Indian, as he faintly strays " Where Cancer reddens in the solar blaze," She bade him seek ; — on each inclement shore Plant the rich seeds of her exhaustless store ; Unite the savage hearts, and hostile hands, In the firm compact of her gentle bands ; Strew her soft comforts o'er the barren plain, Sing her sweet lays, and consecrate her fane.