Flowers Plucked by a Traveller on the Journey of LifeGeorge W. Light, 1840 - 72 pagina's |
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Pagina 12
... which no rainy cloudlet By misfortune has been blown . Then spare these little blossoms , That for my delight have grown ! Respect a brother's hopings , And may God smile on thy own . FLOWERS . TO A LOST FRIEND . BUT a few 12.
... which no rainy cloudlet By misfortune has been blown . Then spare these little blossoms , That for my delight have grown ! Respect a brother's hopings , And may God smile on thy own . FLOWERS . TO A LOST FRIEND . BUT a few 12.
Pagina 27
... brother Strike brother down , perchance son slay his mother . Thou hast seen many die ; And many a mother weeping o'er her child , As the expression of its face grew wild , And fraught with meaning , and its eye Waxed dim and ...
... brother Strike brother down , perchance son slay his mother . Thou hast seen many die ; And many a mother weeping o'er her child , As the expression of its face grew wild , And fraught with meaning , and its eye Waxed dim and ...
Pagina 48
... brother loveth brother , With a warm , confiding truth . We had gone on with joy unbroken , In youth's impulse strong and brave , And in our talk , no word was spoken Of a youthful early grave . Life was stretching bright before us ...
... brother loveth brother , With a warm , confiding truth . We had gone on with joy unbroken , In youth's impulse strong and brave , And in our talk , no word was spoken Of a youthful early grave . Life was stretching bright before us ...
Pagina 54
... brother , Above the arched skies . Then cease thy idle weeping , For the little one that is sleeping ; Gather hope flowers that are peeping From its grave . Look , young mother , and thou shalt see Flowers fair as a maid just wed , But ...
... brother , Above the arched skies . Then cease thy idle weeping , For the little one that is sleeping ; Gather hope flowers that are peeping From its grave . Look , young mother , and thou shalt see Flowers fair as a maid just wed , But ...
Pagina 67
... brothers ask ! Strong in the might of our own heavenly spirit , With lynx - eye searching for the good always , God ! Father ! grant in time we may inherit , The good reward of watchful nights and days . LINES WRITTEN IN DEJECTION . I ...
... brothers ask ! Strong in the might of our own heavenly spirit , With lynx - eye searching for the good always , God ! Father ! grant in time we may inherit , The good reward of watchful nights and days . LINES WRITTEN IN DEJECTION . I ...
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ANGEL VISITS beautiful beneath bitterness bless blest blue blue skies bosom BOSTON-LIBRARY SOCIETY breath bright brooks brother brow by-gone cheek cheer child's a thing CHILDHOOD cold coming darksome Death DIRGE doth dream e'er earth hath earthly fair child's flowers flowers-the FRIEND IN HEAVEN gaze glad grave hale old hath given heart heavenly holy hope hour impulse smother Journeying know'st LADY ARABELLA JOHNSON laughing lessons light lips that fair look memory's merry MONITOR FRIEND mortal mother neath pleasant PLUCKED scorn Seraphic sere shadowy shalt mourn shining shower-like Sing skies and green smiling song sorrow soul strangely o'er sunbeams sweet swift tale tears thine thing of praise thou art thou hast seen thou shalt thought throng Thy spirit tomb trees TRUST IN THYSELF truth hath learned VALEDICTORY VISION Voice of spring warm weep wert West Indies Ye have flown young youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 3 - A THING of beauty is a joy for ever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Pagina 22 - ... and honor, and glory to God, who had come down for their deliverance. In such exercises, the evening was spent, until the hour of twelve approached. The missionary then proposed, that when the clock on the Cathedral should begin to strike, the whole congregation should fall upon their knees, and receive the boon of freedom in silence. Accordingly, as the loud bell tolled its first note, the crowded assembly prostrated themselves on their knees.
Pagina 22 - The capacious house was filled with the candidates for liberty. All was animation and eagerness. A mighty chorus of voices swelled the song of expectation and joy, and as they united in prayer, the voice of the leader was drowned in the universal acclamation...
Pagina 22 - All was silence, save the quivering half-stifled breath of the struggling spirit. The slow notes of the clock fell upon the multitude ; peal on peal, peal on peal, rolled over the prostrate throng, in tones of angels' voices, thrilling among the desolate chords and weary heart-strings.
Pagina 29 - Here, in this mirror, Let man behold the circuit of his fortunes ; The season of the Spring dawns like the Morning, Bedewing Childhood with unrelish'd beauties Of gaudy sights ; the Summer, as the Noon, Shines in delight of Youth, and ripens strength To Autumn's Manhood ; here the Evening grows, And knits up all felicity in folly : Winter at last draws on the Night of Age...
Pagina 22 - Father's throne. taken fwm tfye liShnll the prey bo taken from the mighty, or the lawful captive delivered?
Pagina 1 - Flowers Plucked by a Traveller on the Journey of Life. By. Charles T. Congdon. Boston, 1840.