Hill-side FlowersThe author, 1856 - Всего страниц: 240 |
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... LITTLE CHILDREN . THE IMAGE OF THE DEAD COTTAGE CHILDREN .. .J . M. O. 167 WHITTIER . 169 CAROLINE BOWLES . 170 . ANONYMOUS . 172 .KNOX . 179 .A . R. 181 MRS . HEMANS . 182 185 W.ROBERTS NY . THE JEWS ' WAILING PLACE AT JERUSALEM.
... LITTLE CHILDREN . THE IMAGE OF THE DEAD COTTAGE CHILDREN .. .J . M. O. 167 WHITTIER . 169 CAROLINE BOWLES . 170 . ANONYMOUS . 172 .KNOX . 179 .A . R. 181 MRS . HEMANS . 182 185 W.ROBERTS NY . THE JEWS ' WAILING PLACE AT JERUSALEM.
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... dead leaf's toss'd- Patient Periwinkle ! Vig'rous in the cold Of the snow - drift's fold , Like true heart , and bold , Noble Periwinkle ! FLOWER - TEACHING . First to ope thine eyes , 58 HILL - SIDE FLOWERS . FLOWER-TEACHING S A.
... dead leaf's toss'd- Patient Periwinkle ! Vig'rous in the cold Of the snow - drift's fold , Like true heart , and bold , Noble Periwinkle ! FLOWER - TEACHING . First to ope thine eyes , 58 HILL - SIDE FLOWERS . FLOWER-TEACHING S A.
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... the children were at rest . There was only a sound of weeping From watchers around a bed . But rest to the weary spirit ! Peace to the quiet dead ! THE THREE VOICES . 73 The Three Voices . WHAT 72 HILL - SIDE FLOWERS .
... the children were at rest . There was only a sound of weeping From watchers around a bed . But rest to the weary spirit ! Peace to the quiet dead ! THE THREE VOICES . 73 The Three Voices . WHAT 72 HILL - SIDE FLOWERS .
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... dead- O starry night ! thou art bright and fair , But my solemn presence too is there ! Yet call me not stern , although my sway Bid peasant and monarch pass away ; The strong - arm'd youth , the maid in her bloom , O children of earth ...
... dead- O starry night ! thou art bright and fair , But my solemn presence too is there ! Yet call me not stern , although my sway Bid peasant and monarch pass away ; The strong - arm'd youth , the maid in her bloom , O children of earth ...
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... dead . With thee the dead are bless'd ; they have gone forth Thou know'st not whither , but to some fair home , Brighter , far brighter than our summer earth , Where sorrow cannot come . It matters not to thee that angel guest Nor ...
... dead . With thee the dead are bless'd ; they have gone forth Thou know'st not whither , but to some fair home , Brighter , far brighter than our summer earth , Where sorrow cannot come . It matters not to thee that angel guest Nor ...
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angel ANGEL OF DEATH ANGELS OF GRIEF art thou ARTAXERXES beauty belfry bell beneath bless bless'd bloom bower boy that died breast breath bright brow child city of God cloud dark dear death deep doth dying E'en earth eternal everlasting song faith Father flowers glorious glory God's golden gone grief hath heart heaven hills holy hope hour Human watch Hymn immortal Jerusalem Jogees JUDEA LENOX AND TILDEN life's light living lonely Lord lute lyre Mansion of Rest Mignonnette morn Nearer to thee NEHEMIAH night o'er Pale Pale flowers pass pass'd Periwinkle PETRARCH poetry prayer PUBLIC LIBRARY ASTOR round shade shadow SHECHEM shine sigh silence sing sleep slumber smile song sorrow soul sound spirit stars sweet tears thine thou art thou hast thought tone tree Venice voice waiting wave weary Weep wild wings YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY
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Стр. 108 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the •wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Стр. 27 - I'd be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee ! 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!
Стр. 33 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Стр. 211 - Some murmur, when their sky is clear And wholly bright to view, If one small speck of dark appear In their great heaven of blue. And some with thankful love are filled, If but one streak of light, One ray of God's good mercy gild The darkness of their night.
Стр. 223 - Count each affliction, whether light or grave, God's messenger sent down to thee ; do thou With courtesy receive him ; rise and bow ; And, ere his shadow pass thy threshold, crave Permission first his heavenly feet to lave ; Then lay before him all thou hast ; allow No cloud of passion to usurp thy brow, Or mar thy hospitality ; no wave Of mortal tumult to obliterate The soul's marmoreal calmness : Grief should be Like joy, majestic, equable, sedate ; Confirming, cleansing, raising, making free ;...
Стр. 155 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Стр. 39 - WHAT are we set on earth for ? Say, to toil ; Nor seek to leave thy tending of the vines .For all the heat o' the day, till it declines, And Death's mild curfew shall from work assoil. God did anoint thee with His odorous oil, To wrestle, not to reign...
Стр. 193 - When heaven is opening on my sightless eyes, When airs from paradise refresh my brow, The earth in darkness lies. In a purer clime, My being fills with rapture — waves of thought Roll in upon my spirit — strains sublime Break over me unsought. Give me now my lyre ! I feel the stirrings of a gift divine ; Within my bosom glows unearthly fire, Lit by no skill of mine.
Стр. 26 - I'd be Nearer, my GOD, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven, All that Thou sendest me In mercy given, Angels to beckon me Nearer, my GOD, to Thee, Nearer to Thee...
Стр. 35 - Some high or humble enterprise of good Contemplate, till it shall possess thy mind, Become thy study, pastime, rest, and food, And kindle in thy heart a flame refined. Pray Heaven for firmness thy whole soul to bind To this thy purpose — to begin, pursue, With thoughts all fixed, and feelings purely kind ; Strength to complete, and with delight review, And grace to give the praise where all is ever due.