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<p>That all were surprised to see that Wiesƚaw was sad & <lb/> | |||
'' | silent. The landlord also returned & sat down at the<lb/> | ||
table – they took a sober supper while conversing, but<lb/> | |||
the mother intent only on Wiesƚaw wishes only to<lb/> | |||
know the cause of his grief. Tell us then she said<lb/> | |||
'What is the matter that thou sittest so sadly & speakest<lb/> | |||
'so little. The silent almost harm themselves.<lb/> | |||
'Concealment becomes not a tender youth.' He<lb/> | |||
cast down his eyes & blushed from shame, bowed<lb/> | |||
down to the feet of the landlord and said: 'It is<lb/> | |||
becoming to be open with the aged. They are to<lb/> | |||
pardon the unripe youth & consider to improve it<lb/> | |||
with wise counsel'. Why did I not remain at <del><gap/></del> <add>home?</add><lb/> | |||
Being grateful for so many graces & for such<lb/> | |||
protection. Contented I walked behind your<lb/> | |||
plough & never knew a heavy war in my heart.<lb/> | |||
But man in vain proposes when God disposes otherwise. Quick & without noise the oracles of<lb/> | |||
God act, unseen. On the way in a village I met</p> | |||
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<p>The old cannot enter into the mind of the young.<lb/> | |||
Novelty & freedom please the young – And then<lb/> | |||
with love - shed riches on them – Still they look<lb/> | |||
farther – for the world is open before them.<lb/> | |||
<del>Unhappiness is</del> The loveliest freedom <del>favor</del> <add>is for</add> him<lb/> | |||
a <hi rend="underline">woe.</hi> Even so, in Spring the bird <gap/> the<lb/> | |||
hold; lightly & free & proud – confident in his<lb/> | |||
young strength he crosses rivers and cliffs<lb/> | |||
in freedom – till attracted by <del>the</del> <add>a</add> lovely view<lb/> | |||
he lowers his flight to live in the <add>green leafy</add> woods<lb/> | |||
with his mate – & to find happiness & peace<lb/> | |||
at her side. These are the right dictates of<lb/> | |||
nature for the young. All do tend to nothing<lb/> | |||
when <add>you impede his</add> free road <del>is impeded</del> for life. <del>this</del></p> | |||
<p>Bronika's happiness is not perchance, in his<lb/> | |||
hand. With mutual love only can happy<lb/> | |||
wedlock bloom. Like a flower is the daughter<lb/> | |||
that waits the <gap/> hand of a stranger –<lb/> | |||
stranger comes from afar to <gap/></p> | |||
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That all were surprised to see that Wiesƚaw was sad &
silent. The landlord also returned & sat down at the
table – they took a sober supper while conversing, but
the mother intent only on Wiesƚaw wishes only to
know the cause of his grief. Tell us then she said
'What is the matter that thou sittest so sadly & speakest
'so little. The silent almost harm themselves.
'Concealment becomes not a tender youth.' He
cast down his eyes & blushed from shame, bowed
down to the feet of the landlord and said: 'It is
becoming to be open with the aged. They are to
pardon the unripe youth & consider to improve it
with wise counsel'. Why did I not remain at home?
Being grateful for so many graces & for such
protection. Contented I walked behind your
plough & never knew a heavy war in my heart.
But man in vain proposes when God disposes otherwise. Quick & without noise the oracles of
God act, unseen. On the way in a village I met
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The old cannot enter into the mind of the young.
Novelty & freedom please the young – And then
with love - shed riches on them – Still they look
farther – for the world is open before them.
Unhappiness is The loveliest freedom favor is for him
a woe. Even so, in Spring the bird the
hold; lightly & free & proud – confident in his
young strength he crosses rivers and cliffs
in freedom – till attracted by the a lovely view
he lowers his flight to live in the green leafy woods
with his mate – & to find happiness & peace
at her side. These are the right dictates of
nature for the young. All do tend to nothing
when you impede his free road is impeded for life. this
Bronika's happiness is not perchance, in his
hand. With mutual love only can happy
wedlock bloom. Like a flower is the daughter
that waits the hand of a stranger –
stranger comes from afar to
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sir john bowring |
joseph coles |
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jeremy bentham; walter coulson |
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