The Mill of the MusesT. Gridley, 1828 - 267 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 11
... endless love . Dear Mary , LETTER TO MARY . Exeter N. H. Feb. 26th 1822 . Your kind and affectionate Letter cannot be answered . It is dated Sabbath afternoon , and sanctioned by a Mother's signature , whose par- ental duty requires ...
... endless love . Dear Mary , LETTER TO MARY . Exeter N. H. Feb. 26th 1822 . Your kind and affectionate Letter cannot be answered . It is dated Sabbath afternoon , and sanctioned by a Mother's signature , whose par- ental duty requires ...
الصفحة 17
... endless pain . Behold the mote and beam , That is in thine own eye ! Let charity give light supreme , Lead you to joys on high . Therefore , all things ye would That men should do to you , Do ye to them : -in doing good , Joys B 2 ...
... endless pain . Behold the mote and beam , That is in thine own eye ! Let charity give light supreme , Lead you to joys on high . Therefore , all things ye would That men should do to you , Do ye to them : -in doing good , Joys B 2 ...
الصفحة 36
... heavenly Lord . 7 Let love of earthly honour die , In Christ although we die we live , Where tears are wiped from every eye , Where Christ will endless glory give . 8 Brave Christians , in life's war Farewell , Soon 36 RELIGIOUS .
... heavenly Lord . 7 Let love of earthly honour die , In Christ although we die we live , Where tears are wiped from every eye , Where Christ will endless glory give . 8 Brave Christians , in life's war Farewell , Soon 36 RELIGIOUS .
الصفحة 38
... Endless their prospects of glory to come ; Duty conducts them like streams to the ocean , Yea , like a river they flow to their home . Calmly descending through death's silent valley , Onward they pass to their wide opening graves ...
... Endless their prospects of glory to come ; Duty conducts them like streams to the ocean , Yea , like a river they flow to their home . Calmly descending through death's silent valley , Onward they pass to their wide opening graves ...
الصفحة 45
... Let mortals be constant in friendship and love , Live hoping for blessings in glory above . THE GRAVE . DEATH feeds the grave where our relatives slumber , Endless as time lives his merciless reign ; Bowing a RELIGIOUS . 45.
... Let mortals be constant in friendship and love , Live hoping for blessings in glory above . THE GRAVE . DEATH feeds the grave where our relatives slumber , Endless as time lives his merciless reign ; Bowing a RELIGIOUS . 45.
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ACROSTIC adieu adore Angels anguish beams beauty Behold bids blend blessings blest bloom Castleton charms cheer children of nature Christ christian comforts dear death delight divine dust duty dwell earth endless endless love Eternal eyes faith FALSE FRIENDS fame Fayette fear feel fix'd fled foes fond forever friends friendship give gloom glory God's grace grave GRIDLEY grief happy New-Year Harp heart heaven heavenly honour hope Hulburd Jesus joys King King of terrors Kingdom of heaven La Fayette land laws life's light live Lord mansions mercy mighty to save mourn nature nature's o'er ocean pain peace pleasure praise pride reign rejoice Religion repose rest rise round Sabbath saints salvation Saviour seek sigh sing sinners skies smiles songs soon sorrow soul spirit Spring stream strife sweet tears thee thine thou toil tomb truth virtue waves weep wisdom wise Yield youth
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الصفحة 177 - Dear Harp of my Country ! in darkness I found thee, The cold chain of silence had hung o'er thee long, When proudly, my own Island Harp, I unbound thee, And gave all thy chords to light, freedom, and song...
الصفحة 18 - The souls that believe In paradise live, And me in that number will Jesus receive : My soul, don't delay ; he calls thee away ; Rise, follow thy Saviour, and bless the glad day.
الصفحة 178 - ... still. Dear Harp of my Country ! farewell to thy numbers, This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall twine ! Go, sleep with the sunshine of Fame on thy slumbers, Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine ; If the pulse of the patriot, soldier, or lover, Have throbb'd at our lay, 'tis thy glory alone ; I was but as the wind, passing heedlessly over, And all the wild sweetness I wak'd was thy own.
الصفحة 178 - That e'en in thy mirth it will steal from thee still. Dear Harp of my country ! farewell to thy numbers, This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall twine, Go — sleep with the sunshine of fame on thy slumbers, Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine.
الصفحة iv - But the wisdom that is from above, is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, and easy to be entreated, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality, and without hypocrisy. And the fruit of righteousness is sown in peace of them that make peace.
الصفحة ii - States entitled an act for the encouragement of learning hy securing the copies of maps, charts and books to the author., and proprietors of such copies during the times therein mentioned, and also to an act entitled an act supplementary to an act, entitled an act for the encouragement of learning by securing the copies of maps, charts and books to the authors and proprietors of such copies during the times therein mentioned and extending the benefits thereof to the arts of designing, engraving and...
الصفحة 103 - Autumnal gloom, Learn from thence your fate to-morrow, Dead, perhaps laid in the tomb. See all nature fading, dying, Silent, all things seem to mourn ; Life from vegetation flying, Brings to mind the mouldering urn.
الصفحة 105 - Lofty cedars, how they nod ! Scenes of nature, how surprising! Read in nature nature's God : While the annual frosts are cropping Leaves and tendrils from the trees, So our friends are yearly dropping, We are like to one of these. 3 Hollow winds about me roaring, Noisy waters round me rise, While I sit my fate deploring, Tears fast streaming from my eyes : What to me is autumn's treasure, Since I know no earthly joy ; Long I've lost all youthful pleasure, Time will health and youth destroy.
الصفحة 97 - DISGUISE thyself as thou wilt, still, Slavery ! still thou art a bitter draught ; and though thousands in all ages have been made to drink of thee, thou art no less bitter on that account.
الصفحة ii - District Clerk's Office. BE IT REMEMBERED, That on the seventh day of May, AD 1828, in the fifty-second year of the Independence of the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, SG Goodrich, of the said District, has deposited in this office the...