Lessons in the Study of Habits: For Use in School and Home

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W. M. Welch Company, 1903 - Conduct of life - 270 pages
 

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Page 137 - Suppose your task, my little man, Is very hard to get, Will it make it any easier For you to sit and fret? And...
Page 258 - Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again; The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes in pain, And dies among his worshippers.
Page 68 - Rest is not quitting The busy career ; Rest is the fitting Of self to its sphere. 'Tis the brook's motion, Clear without strife, Fleeing to ocean After its life. Deeper devotion Nowhere hath knelt ; Fuller emotion Heart never felt 'Tis loving and serving The highest and best ; 'Tis onwards ! unswerving — And that is true rest.
Page 24 - He liveth long who liveth well ; All else is being flung away. He liveth longest, who can tell Of true things truly done each day.
Page 52 - WORK while you work, Play while you play; That is the way To be cheerful and gay. All that you do, Do with your might; Things done by halves Are never done right.
Page 60 - Do you wish the world were better? Let me tell you what to do. Set a watch upon your actions, Keep them always straight and true. Rid your mind of selfish motives, Let your thoughts be clean and high. You can make a little Eden Of the sphere you occupy.
Page 267 - Thou must be true thyself, If thou the truth wouldst teach; Thy soul must overflow, if thou Another's soul wouldst reach! It needs the overflow of heart To give the lips full speech. Think truly, and thy thoughts Shall the world's famine feed ; Speak truly, and each word of thine Shall be a fruitful seed; Live truly, and thy life shall be A great and noble creed.
Page 161 - Within the silent shade. Then let me to the valley go, This pretty flower to see ; That I may also learn to grow In sweet humility.
Page 68 - Sweet is the pleasure, Itself cannot spoil! Is not true leisure One with true toil? Thou that wouldst taste it, Still do thy best; Use it, not waste it, Else 'tis no rest. Wouldst behold beauty Near thee, all round? Only hath duty Such a sight found. Rest is not quitting The busy career; Rest is the fitting Of self to its sphere. 'Tis the brook's motion, Clear without strife, Fleeing to ocean After its life. Deeper devotion Nowhere hath knelt; Fuller emotion Heart never felt.
Page 129 - A little kingdom I possess, Where thoughts and feelings dwell; And very hard I find the task Of governing it well. For passion tempts and troubles me, A wayward will misleads, And selfishness its shadow casts On all my words and deeds.

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