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Сторінка 38 - And now — behold him kneeling there By the child's side, in humble prayer, While the same sunbeam shines upon The guilty and the guiltless one, And hymns of joy proclaim through heaven The triumph of a soul forgiven...
Сторінка 139 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home ; A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home ! home ! sweet, sweet home ! There's no place like home...
Сторінка 64 - I hear the tread of pioneers Of nations yet to be ; The first low wash of waves, where soon Shall roll a human sea.
Сторінка 111 - The path of sorrow, and that path alone, Leads to the land where sorrow is unknown : No traveller ever reached that blest abode, Who found not thorns and briars in his road.
Сторінка 24 - Beheld it from the sea. Free as the winds that winnow Her shrubless hills of sand — Free as the waves that batter Along her yielding land. Than hers, at duty's summons, No loftier spirit stirs, — Nor falls o'er human suffering A readier tear than hers. God bless the sea-beat island ! — And grant for evermore, That charity and freedom dwell, As now upon her shore ! THE NEW WIFE AND THE OLD.
Сторінка 75 - Where two or three are gathered together in my name, there will I be in the midst of them,
Сторінка 161 - And she were one on whom to fix my heart, To sit beside me when my thoughts are sad, And by her tender playfulness impart Some of her pure joy to me.
Сторінка 283 - Mother, Home, and Heaven. THE sounds that fall on mortal ear As dew-drops pure at even, That soothe the breast, or start the tear, Are Mother, Home, and Heaven. A Mother — sweetest name on earth ! We lisp it on the knee, And idolize its sacred worth In manhood's infancy. A Home, — that paradise below, Of sunshine and of flowers, Where hallowed joys perennial flow, By calm, sequestered bowers And Heaven, — the port of endless peace, The haven of the soul...
Сторінка 38 - Ah ! well may sages bow to thee, Dear, loving, guileless Infancy ! And sigh beside their lofty lore, For one untaught delight of thine, And feel they'd give their learning's store To know again thy truth divine.
Сторінка 37 - And with a moccasin in each hand, He threw on either side the sand ; Then, in an instant, there appear Two little isles the Sachem near : One as the Vineyard now is known, The other we may call our own. At ease, he freely breathed awhile, Which sent the fogs to bless our isle ; And turning east, with quickened motion, The chill, bleak winds came o'er the ocean. Hi-judging Sachem ! would that you Had never shaken here that shoe ; Or, having done so, would again, And join Nantucket to the main ! Nantocket,...