The Garland of Poetry for the Young: A Selection in Four Parts, Volumes 1-2C. Scribner & Company, 1868 |
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... dark Thanks you for your tiny spark ; He would not know which way to go If you did not twinkle so . In the dark blue sky you keep , And often through my curtains peep ; For you never shut your eye Till the sun is in the sky . Since your ...
... dark Thanks you for your tiny spark ; He would not know which way to go If you did not twinkle so . In the dark blue sky you keep , And often through my curtains peep ; For you never shut your eye Till the sun is in the sky . Since your ...
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... dark and small , But many though the pigeons be There's room enough for all- Because they don't dispute and fret For every little thing , But live in love and gentleness , At home and on the wing . How soft and low their cooing sounds ...
... dark and small , But many though the pigeons be There's room enough for all- Because they don't dispute and fret For every little thing , But live in love and gentleness , At home and on the wing . How soft and low their cooing sounds ...
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... dark , She blew up such a tiny spark , That all the house was pothered ; From it she raised up such a flame , As flared away to Maiden Lane , And down - town folks were smothered . And thus when once , my little dears , A whisper ...
... dark , She blew up such a tiny spark , That all the house was pothered ; From it she raised up such a flame , As flared away to Maiden Lane , And down - town folks were smothered . And thus when once , my little dears , A whisper ...
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... dark - eyed little Charlie Stood by his mother's knee . And he heard a robin singing In a tree , so tall and high ; On the topmost bough ' t was swinging , Away up in the sky . " Mamma , the robin's praying , In the very 50 ཐ THE SCHOOL ...
... dark - eyed little Charlie Stood by his mother's knee . And he heard a robin singing In a tree , so tall and high ; On the topmost bough ' t was swinging , Away up in the sky . " Mamma , the robin's praying , In the very 50 ཐ THE SCHOOL ...
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... dark , And leave no lamp beside me , Would God then have to hark ? " And if I whisper lowly , All covered in my bed , Do you think that Jesus holy Would know what ' t was I said ? " " My darling little lisper , God's light is never dim ...
... dark , And leave no lamp beside me , Would God then have to hark ? " And if I whisper lowly , All covered in my bed , Do you think that Jesus holy Would know what ' t was I said ? " " My darling little lisper , God's light is never dim ...
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Page 275 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frowned not on his humble birth, And melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, . Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to misery all he had, a tear: He gained from heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend.
Page 54 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Page 182 - Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings: — Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll!
Page 217 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden, saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Page 240 - WHEN Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.
Page 331 - s not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Page 192 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Page 181 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, a<s the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Page 255 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower ; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown : This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse ; and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Page 273 - Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, Their sober wishes never learned to stray ; Along the cool sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.