The Works of Hannah More, Volume 2

T. Cadell, 1830
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Page 18 - No plan, no pattern, can we trace ; All wants proportion, truth, and grace ; The motley mixture we deride, Nor see the beauteous upper side.
Page 120 - They told her how a glorious light, Streaming from a heavenly throng, Around them shone, suspending night While sweeter than a mother's song, Blest Angels heralded the Saviour's birth, Glory to God on high! and Peace on Earth.
Page 229 - To drive the deer with hound and horn Earl Percy took his way ; The child may rue that is unborn The hunting of that day.
Page 113 - E'en this last wretched boon their foes deny, To weep together, or together die. By felon hands, by one relentless stroke, See the fond links of feeling nature broke ; The fibres twisting round a parent's heart, Torn from their grasp, and bleeding as they part.
Page 305 - Where the dull duties of domestic life, Wage with the Muse's toils eternal strife. What motley cares Gorilla's mind perplex, While maids and metaphors conspire to vex...
Page 75 - Tis still my delight With my wages to run home the faster ; But if Frenchmen rule here, I may look far and near, But I never shall find a paymaster. I've a dear little wife Whom I love as my life ; To lose her I should not much like, Sir ; And 'twould make me run wild To see my sweet child With its head on the point of a pike, Sir.
Page 25 - In consequence of his suggestion upon this point, and the anxiety of the inhabitants to show themselves worthy of the privilege which had been granted them, the proprietors of domestic slaves came to a resolution, that all children born of their slaves after the 12th of August, 1816, should be free ; thereby putting an end to the state of domestic slavery which had prevailed in Ceylon for three centuries.
Page 115 - Barbarians, hold ! th' opprobrious commerce spare, Respect His sacred image which they bear. Though dark and savage, ignorant and blind, They claim the common privilege of kind ; Let malice strip them of each other plea, They still are men, and men should still be free. Insulted reason loathes th...
Page 183 - Will it content me that her person's pure ? No, if her alien heart dotes on another, She is unchaste, were not that other Percy. Let vulgar spirits basely wait for proof, She loves another — 'tis enough for Douglas.
Page 16 - I'm almost tired of life ; So hard my work, so poor my fare, Tis more than mortal man can bear. " How glorious is the rich man's state ! His house so fine, his wealth so great...

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