Poems for MemorizingWhitaker & Ray, 1901 - 204 pages |
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... Light that is Felt Decoration Day Somebody's Mother The Heritage . Adelaide A. Proctor Henry W. Longfellow John G. Saxe John G. Saxe Contents . PAGE 85 • 87 88 89 John Greenleaf Whittier . 91 • Henry W. Longfellow 92 Author not known ...
... Light that is Felt Decoration Day Somebody's Mother The Heritage . Adelaide A. Proctor Henry W. Longfellow John G. Saxe John G. Saxe Contents . PAGE 85 • 87 88 89 John Greenleaf Whittier . 91 • Henry W. Longfellow 92 Author not known ...
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... . Rudyard Kipling William Cullen Bryant Mrs. Hemans What I Live for . The Burial of Moses Sheridan's Ride . Author not known . Mrs. C. F. Alexander Thomas Buchanan Read Charge of the Light Brigade THOUGHTS FOR MEMORIZING 14 Contents .
... . Rudyard Kipling William Cullen Bryant Mrs. Hemans What I Live for . The Burial of Moses Sheridan's Ride . Author not known . Mrs. C. F. Alexander Thomas Buchanan Read Charge of the Light Brigade THOUGHTS FOR MEMORIZING 14 Contents .
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... light of the moon , - The moon , They danced by the light of the moon . -Edward Lear . THE CLOUD . What are you doing , little white cloud , Up in the heavens , sailing so proud ? Helping my brothers here in the blue Hide the hot ...
... light of the moon , - The moon , They danced by the light of the moon . -Edward Lear . THE CLOUD . What are you doing , little white cloud , Up in the heavens , sailing so proud ? Helping my brothers here in the blue Hide the hot ...
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... light and air for food , Ere their sweet and tender juices Have been hardened into wood , - That to the world are children ; Through them it feels the glow Of a brighter and sunnier climate Than reaches the trunks below . Come to me , O ...
... light and air for food , Ere their sweet and tender juices Have been hardened into wood , - That to the world are children ; Through them it feels the glow Of a brighter and sunnier climate Than reaches the trunks below . Come to me , O ...
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... Follen . THE BABY . Where did you come from , baby dear ? Out of the everywhere into here . Where did you get your eyes so blue ? Out of the sky as I came through . For Memorizing What makes the light in them sparkle and 23 Poems.
... Follen . THE BABY . Where did you come from , baby dear ? Out of the everywhere into here . Where did you get your eyes so blue ? Out of the sky as I came through . For Memorizing What makes the light in them sparkle and 23 Poems.
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Page 127 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; 'Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale! In spite of rock and tempest roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Page 176 - If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe — Such boasting as the Gentiles use, Or lesser breeds without the Law — Lord God of hosts, be with us yet, Lest wo forget — lest we forget!
Page 47 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me as I travel, With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come, and men may go, But I go on forever.
Page 128 - Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea...
Page 99 - Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time.
Page 148 - All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom.
Page 101 - The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Page 125 - We look before and after And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Page 151 - WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Page 146 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.