The Every Day Book for YouthCarter, Hendee and Company, 1834 - 415 Seiten |
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... Thoughts at Sea , 267 Filial Affection , 311 The Presence of God , ib . Sublime and Beautiful , ib . Chinese Women , 268 The Faithful Bird , 312 War Horses , 271 Frederick the Great , - 313 Aphorism , ib . On a Goldfinch starved to ...
... Thoughts at Sea , 267 Filial Affection , 311 The Presence of God , ib . Sublime and Beautiful , ib . Chinese Women , 268 The Faithful Bird , 312 War Horses , 271 Frederick the Great , - 313 Aphorism , ib . On a Goldfinch starved to ...
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... thoughts on lawn , " till the delicate creation vied with the snowy tracery , the fantastic carving of hoar frost , the ... thought to a degree that only original thinking could give . She had not much reading , except of the Bible and ...
... thoughts on lawn , " till the delicate creation vied with the snowy tracery , the fantastic carving of hoar frost , the ... thought to a degree that only original thinking could give . She had not much reading , except of the Bible and ...
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... , Is the best I ever knew ; But it is not quite a nightingale's " - And so away she flew . THE FALLS OF NIAGARA . THE thoughts are strange that. CRICKET AND NIGHTINGALE . 37 336 Cricket and Nightingale, The Vessel without a Pilot, 131.
... , Is the best I ever knew ; But it is not quite a nightingale's " - And so away she flew . THE FALLS OF NIAGARA . THE thoughts are strange that. CRICKET AND NIGHTINGALE . 37 336 Cricket and Nightingale, The Vessel without a Pilot, 131.
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Samuel Griswold Goodrich. THE FALLS OF NIAGARA . THE thoughts are strange that crowd into my brain , While I look upwards to thee . It would seem As if God poured thee from his " hollow hand , " And hung his bow upon thine awful front ...
Samuel Griswold Goodrich. THE FALLS OF NIAGARA . THE thoughts are strange that crowd into my brain , While I look upwards to thee . It would seem As if God poured thee from his " hollow hand , " And hung his bow upon thine awful front ...
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... thought itself the most Excelling shrub and flower . The Cedar , of its firmness proud , Its fragrance and duration , Look'd down upon the leafy crowd Bold in its rank and station . The Palm thus claim'd from all , the meed Of homage ...
... thought itself the most Excelling shrub and flower . The Cedar , of its firmness proud , Its fragrance and duration , Look'd down upon the leafy crowd Bold in its rank and station . The Palm thus claim'd from all , the meed Of homage ...
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Seite 251 - ... may profit by their example. If this be treason, make the most of it.
Seite 247 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Seite 21 - But who the melodies of morn can tell ? — The wild brook babbling down the mountain side ; The lowing herd ; the sheepfold's simple bell ; The pipe of early shepherd dim descried In the lone valley ; echoing far and wide, The clamorous horn along the cliffs above ; The hollow murmur of the ocean-tide ; The hum of bees ; the linnet's lay of love ; And the full choir that wakes the universal grove.
Seite 317 - Hope humbly then ; with trembling pinions soar, Wait the great teacher, Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast : Man never Is, but always to be blest ; The soul, uneasy, and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Seite 24 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
Seite 341 - Imbrowned the noontide bowers : thus was this place A happy rural seat of various view ; — Groves whose rich trees wept odorous gums and balm, Others, whose fruit, burnished with golden rind, Hung amiable, Hesperian fables * true, If true, here only, and of delicious taste...
Seite 44 - With quicken'd step, Brown night retires. Young day pours in apace, And opens all the lawny prospect wide. The dripping rock, the mountain's misty top, Swell on the sight, and brighten with the dawn.
Seite 306 - I last took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat that once lent me a shade. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat, And...
Seite 335 - THERE is a glorious city in the sea. The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing ; and the salt sea-weed Clings to the marble of her palaces. No track of men, no footsteps to and fro, Lead to her gates. The path lies o'er the sea, Invisible ; and from the land we went, As to a floating city — steering in, And gliding up her streets as in a dream...
Seite 338 - The fan-coral sweeps through the clear deep sea; And the yellow and scarlet tufts of ocean Are bending like corn on the upland lea: And life, in rare and beautiful forms, Is sporting amid those bowers of stone, And is safe when the wrathful spirit of storms Has made the top of the wave his own; And when the ship from his fury flies.