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Seite 9 - ONE by one the sands are flowing, One by one the moments fall ; Some are coming, some are going, Do not strive to grasp them all. One by one thy duties wait thee, Let thy whole strength go to each, Let no future dreams elate thee, Learn thou first what these can teach.
Seite 14 - BEFORE I trust my Fate to thee, Or place my hand in thine, Before I let thy Future give Color and form to mine, Before I peril all for thee, question thy soul tonight for me. I break all slighter bonds, nor feel A shadow of regret : Is there one link within the Past That holds thy spirit yet ? Or is thy Faith as clear and free as that which I can pledge to thee ? Does there within thy dimmest dreams A possible future shine, Wherein thy life could henceforth breathe, Untouched, unshared by mine ?...
Seite 54 - mid the trees that stood below the stream. At eve they all assembled, then care and doubt were fled ; With jovial laugh they feasted; the board was nobly spread. The elder of the village rose up, his glass in hand, And cried, "We drink the downfall of an accursed land! " The night is growing darker ; ere one more day is flown, Bregenz, our foemen's stronghold, Bregenz shall be our own...
Seite 80 - I thank Thee, too, that Thou hast made Joy to abound ; So many gentle thoughts and deeds Circling us round, That in the darkest spot of earth Some love is found.
Seite 120 - I have read the letter ; Many a weary year, For one word she hungered, — There are thousands here. If she could but hear it, Could but understand ; See, — I put the letter In her cold white hand. Even these words, so longed for, Do not stir her rest ; Well, I should not murmur, For God judges best. She needs no more pity,— But I mourn his fate, When he hears his letter Came a day too late.
Seite 41 - Every day the ranks are strengthened By great hearts to him unknown; Noble things the great Past promised, Holy dreams, both strange and new; But the Present shall fulfil them, What he promised, she shall do. She inherits all his treasures, She is heir to all his fame, And the light that lightens round her Is the lustre of his name; She is wise with all his wisdom, Living on his grave she stands, On her brow she bears his laurels, And his harvest in her hands.
Seite 15 - Couldst thou withdraw thy hand one day And answer to my claim, That Fate, and that to-day's mistake, Not thou - had been to blame? Some soothe their conscience thus: but thou, wilt surely warn and save me now.
Seite 198 - The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has not where to lay his head.
Seite 17 - Why must the flowers die ? Prisoned they lie In the cold tomb, heedless of tears or rain. O doubting heart! They only sleep below The soft white ermine snow While winter winds shall blow, To breathe and smile upon you soon again. The sun has hid its rays These many days; Will dreary hours never leave the earth ? O doubting heart!
Seite iii - Travellers," was sent to press. Happening to be going to dine that day with an old and dear friend, distinguished in literature as Barry Cornwall, I took with me an early proof of that number, and remarked, as I laid it on the drawing-room table, that it contained a very pretty poem, written by a certain Miss Berwick. Next day brought me the disclosure that I had so spoken of the poem to the mother of its writer, in its writer's presence...

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