Fresh Flowers for My ChildrenSamuel G. Simpkins, 1842 - 140 pages |
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... The Forest Trees , Good Night Little Star , A Talk among the Flowers , To Helen Josephine , To Ariana , Heaven , Children in Heaven , • 114 117 • 121 124 128 129 130 134 136 137 139 FRESH FLOWERS . THE DROP OF WATER . I AM CONTENTS . vii.
... The Forest Trees , Good Night Little Star , A Talk among the Flowers , To Helen Josephine , To Ariana , Heaven , Children in Heaven , • 114 117 • 121 124 128 129 130 134 136 137 139 FRESH FLOWERS . THE DROP OF WATER . I AM CONTENTS . vii.
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... when the soft winds fling Round us the buds of spring , And the sweet birds have come , Then , surely , we shall meet , And kindly I shall greet My Helen at my home . TO ARIANA . I loved you when a little child. TO HELEN JOSEPHINE . 135.
... when the soft winds fling Round us the buds of spring , And the sweet birds have come , Then , surely , we shall meet , And kindly I shall greet My Helen at my home . TO ARIANA . I loved you when a little child. TO HELEN JOSEPHINE . 135.
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... Ariana , And full of frolic and of play , Ariana , Is all you do and all you say ; Your heart is light and you are gay , Ariana , And now is your life's month of May , Ariana . O , be thus ever glad and fair , Ariana ( 136 ) To Ariana,
... Ariana , And full of frolic and of play , Ariana , Is all you do and all you say ; Your heart is light and you are gay , Ariana , And now is your life's month of May , Ariana . O , be thus ever glad and fair , Ariana ( 136 ) To Ariana,
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... Ariana , And your sweet face or heart impair , Ariana . HEAVEN . Is the spirit - land in the bending sky , In its depths of unfathomed blue , In regions unknown to the clouded eye Of our dim and earthly view ? Will its bliss be found in ...
... Ariana , And your sweet face or heart impair , Ariana . HEAVEN . Is the spirit - land in the bending sky , In its depths of unfathomed blue , In regions unknown to the clouded eye Of our dim and earthly view ? Will its bliss be found in ...
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affectionate angel Ariana beauty beneath Bessie blessed blue blue air Bobbie bright brightest brook cage child childhood clear clear river cloud cows dark dear delight earth eyes face fade fair Father fear floating forest fountain friends frolic garden gentle George and Rover glad Golden-rod grace grass green grew happiest happy HARVARD COLLEGE hear heard heart heaven HYMN keep the Sabbath kindly kiss lamb light little bird live look mamma mild morning mother music sweet never night o'er peace play pleasant pleasant home pray pure rejoice rills river round Rover loved SAMUEL G shade shining sing sleep smile SONG soon sound South wind spring stars summer's sunny sweet flowers sweetly teach tell thee things thou art thought TOLD A LIE tones tree trout uncle unto voice waters wave wild wind wing wonder words of love Yankee Doodle
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Page 21 - ... to weep with those who weep, and to rejoice with those who rejoice : it leads us to esteem and imitate the good, and to pity and to attempt to reclaim the bad.
Page 84 - CHILDHOOD OF JESUS. In the green fields of Palestine, By its fountains and its rills, And by the sacred Jordan's stream, And o'er the vine-clad hills, Once lived and roved the fairest child That ever blessed the earth ; The happiest, the holiest, That e'er had human birth. How beautiful his childhood was ! Harmless and undefiled ; O, dear to his young mother's heart Was this pure, sinless child ! Kindly in all his deeds and words, And gentle as the dove ; Obedient, affectionate, His very soul was...
Page 104 - For he felt that his soul was stained with sin ; And his mother could hear him sob and cry, Because he had told her that wicked lie.
Page 56 - My mother, my kind mother, I hear thy gentle voice ; It always makes my little heart Beat gladly and rejoice. When I am ill it comes to me, And kindly soothes my pain ; And when I sleep, then in my dreams It sweetly comes again.
Page 104 - BOY WHO TOLD A LIE. The mother looked pale, and her face was sad, She seemed to have nothing to make her glad ; She silently sat with the tears in her eye, For her dear little boy had told a lie. He was a gentle, affectionate child, His ways were winning, his temper was mild ; There was love and joy in his soft blue eye, But the dear little boy had told a lie. He stood alone by the window within, For he felt that his soul was stained...
Page 135 - Good night, little star ! I will go to my bed, And leave you to burn While I lay down my head. On my pillow I'll sleep Till the morning light ; Then you will be fading And I shall be bright.
Page 46 - MAKES ME HAPPIEST? WHAT is it makes me happiest ? Is it my last new play ? Is it my bounding ball or hoop I follow every day ? Is it my puzzles, or my blocks ? My pleasant solitaire ? My dolls, my kitten, or my books ? My flowers, fresh and fair ? What is it makes me happiest ? It is not one of these ; Yet they are treasures dear to me, And never fail to please.