The Value of SimplicityMary Minerva Barrows |
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... true lover of nature . Where but in the grandeur and solitude of the hills Icould he have had the vision which embodied itself in the Ode to Immortality , by far his great- est achievement ? What is it that consecrates the village of ...
... true lover of nature . Where but in the grandeur and solitude of the hills Icould he have had the vision which embodied itself in the Ode to Immortality , by far his great- est achievement ? What is it that consecrates the village of ...
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... true object of life , and follow it with a strong determination not to fail from its pursuit . The great primal duties bring many minor ones in their train , but between the greater and the less we shall find here no incompatibility ...
... true object of life , and follow it with a strong determination not to fail from its pursuit . The great primal duties bring many minor ones in their train , but between the greater and the less we shall find here no incompatibility ...
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... true is always beautiful and good , and nothing else is so . W. D. Howells . The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee ; A clover , any time , to him Is aristocracy . Emily Dickinson . A sweet disorder in the dress Kindles in ...
... true is always beautiful and good , and nothing else is so . W. D. Howells . The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee ; A clover , any time , to him Is aristocracy . Emily Dickinson . A sweet disorder in the dress Kindles in ...
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... true religion , and yet from the beginning how men have sought to make it hard and difficult ! Malcolm J. McLeod . The highest duties oft are found Lying on the lowest ground , In hidden and unnoticed ways , In household works , on ...
... true religion , and yet from the beginning how men have sought to make it hard and difficult ! Malcolm J. McLeod . The highest duties oft are found Lying on the lowest ground , In hidden and unnoticed ways , In household works , on ...
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... above the quaintness of wit . Alexander Pope . Simplify your life . Live as if you were not wealthy . That is the only true rule for the wealthy . Felix Adler . Simplicity is not trying to be . Simplicity is sincerity 20 THE VALUE OF.
... above the quaintness of wit . Alexander Pope . Simplify your life . Live as if you were not wealthy . That is the only true rule for the wealthy . Felix Adler . Simplicity is not trying to be . Simplicity is sincerity 20 THE VALUE OF.
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Page 41 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
Page vii - Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread. Whose flocks supply him with attire; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter, fire.
Page 37 - Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face ; Where thoughts serenely sweet express, How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Page 106 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is...
Page 38 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires: As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts, and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires:— Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Page 96 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Page 149 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home...
Page 82 - And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies ; A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle...
Page 114 - And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
Page 46 - Happy those early days, when I Shined in my Angel-infancy! Before I understood this place ' Appointed for my second race, Or taught my soul to fancy aught But a white, celestial thought; When yet I had not walked above A mile or two from my first Love, And looking back, at that short space Could see a glimpse of His bright face...