A garland of poems for the youngReligious Tract Society, 1847 - 96 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 9
... have drunk them all . Then wherefore , wherefore were they made , All dyed with rainbow light , All fashion'd with supremest grace , Upspringing day and night ; - Springing in valleys green and low , And on the B 3 THE USE OF FLOWERS.
... have drunk them all . Then wherefore , wherefore were they made , All dyed with rainbow light , All fashion'd with supremest grace , Upspringing day and night ; - Springing in valleys green and low , And on the B 3 THE USE OF FLOWERS.
الصفحة 14
... , The closer still cling ! Oh , be kind to each other ! That night's coming on When friend and when brother Alike may be gone ! CHARLES SWAIN . THE FIRESIDE . " SAY , what have you brought A GARLAND OF POEMS . BE KIND TO EACH OTHER.
... , The closer still cling ! Oh , be kind to each other ! That night's coming on When friend and when brother Alike may be gone ! CHARLES SWAIN . THE FIRESIDE . " SAY , what have you brought A GARLAND OF POEMS . BE KIND TO EACH OTHER.
الصفحة 15
... night ? " Then the studious boy from his storied page Look'd up with a thoughtful eye : That knowledge gleam'd there which doth charm the sage , And shine like a flame through the frost of With warmth and majesty . A girl was there ...
... night ? " Then the studious boy from his storied page Look'd up with a thoughtful eye : That knowledge gleam'd there which doth charm the sage , And shine like a flame through the frost of With warmth and majesty . A girl was there ...
الصفحة 22
... night , Woke me with the morning light , Made for sleep the darkness dim , And the day to worship Him . Lord ! may every rising sun See a better life begun ; May I love and serve thee more Than I ever loved before ! In my work and in my ...
... night , Woke me with the morning light , Made for sleep the darkness dim , And the day to worship Him . Lord ! may every rising sun See a better life begun ; May I love and serve thee more Than I ever loved before ! In my work and in my ...
الصفحة 23
... night , Must sleep the hours away , That I may waken fresh and bright , To live another day . And well I know whose lips will smile , And pray for me , and bless me . And who will talk to me , the while Her gentle hands undress me . She ...
... night , Must sleep the hours away , That I may waken fresh and bright , To live another day . And well I know whose lips will smile , And pray for me , and bless me . And who will talk to me , the while Her gentle hands undress me . She ...
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ANON beam beauty birds blossom bosom bowers breast breath bright brightly brow busy Bee BUTTERFLY child churchyard clouds comes he comes-the comes-the Frost Spirit Conwy dark dead dear death delight doth dream dwell dwelleth dwelleth God earth fair FAKENHAM fear flowers Frost Spirit comes gentle goblin gone grace green happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven Helvellyn Holy Ground hour infant Jesus joyous Lark light little maid Little maiden look look'd Lord lov'd lyre maiden mother mountains nest never nigh night o'er pain pass'd peace Pebble praise pray prayer RELIGIOUS TRACT SOCIETY rest rill rocks rose round Sabbath scene seraph shade shine sigh sing smile song sorrow soul Spring storm stream summer sweet SWEETBRIER tarn tell tempest tender thee thine thou art thou busy thought to-morrow toil tree voice warbling wert wing wrapp'd young
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الصفحة 57 - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
الصفحة 35 - Wouldst softly speak and stroke my head and smile — Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart : the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might.
الصفحة 34 - Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession ! but the record fair, That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives many a storm, that has effaced A thousand other themes less deeply traced.
الصفحة 81 - You run about, my little Maid, Your limbs they are alive ; If two are in the churchyard laid, Then ye are only five." " Their graves are green, they may be seen...
الصفحة 56 - When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful will obey; there, with new powers, Will rising wonders sing. I cannot go Where universal love not smiles around...
الصفحة 80 - I met a little cottage girl, She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head.
الصفحة 36 - I seem to have lived my childhood o'er again ; To have renewed the joys that once were mine, Without the sin of violating thine : And, while the wings of Fancy still are free, And I can view this mimic show of thee, Time has but half succeeded in his theft — Thyself removed, thy power to soothe me left.
الصفحة 81 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
الصفحة 51 - O'er mountain, tower, and town, Or mirrored in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down ! As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem, As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam. For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span, Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.
الصفحة 9 - GOD might have bade the earth bring forth Enough for great and small, The oak-tree and the cedar-tree, Without a flower at all.