Flowers Plucked by a Traveller on the Journey of LifeGeorge W. Light, 1840 - 72 стор. |
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... thou speakest of our life , Our sunshine and our night ; Earth cannot nurse one heavenly form But feels its withering blight ! ON A CHILD IN MOURNING . Though now where'er thy 40 On a Beautiful Child dressed in Deep Mourning,
... thou speakest of our life , Our sunshine and our night ; Earth cannot nurse one heavenly form But feels its withering blight ! ON A CHILD IN MOURNING . Though now where'er thy 40 On a Beautiful Child dressed in Deep Mourning,
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... night the day , Tho ' canst not then be false to any man . " We are all wandering , Rich treasures squandering , Which God in his grace Gave to the human race : Fair and holy treasure , To make Life lengthened pleasure . These hearts of ...
... night the day , Tho ' canst not then be false to any man . " We are all wandering , Rich treasures squandering , Which God in his grace Gave to the human race : Fair and holy treasure , To make Life lengthened pleasure . These hearts of ...
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... 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 HAVE been ever striving.
... 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 HAVE been ever striving.
Сторінка 71
... night , So that all earthly dross Shall be thy soul's blest loss . Thou hast soiled robes to lave , In truth's all - whitening wave ; And when wool - white and clear , Clothed in them thou appear , Above the sky and all its bright ...
... night , So that all earthly dross Shall be thy soul's blest loss . Thou hast soiled robes to lave , In truth's all - whitening wave ; And when wool - white and clear , Clothed in them thou appear , Above the sky and all its bright ...
Сторінка 72
... night to save us ! And within are lessons lying , Which are waiting to be used ; May thou not , friend , be accused By thy spirit when ' t is dying , Of foul unnatural negligence , In quickening each better sense ; And insane activity ...
... night to save us ! And within are lessons lying , Which are waiting to be used ; May thou not , friend , be accused By thy spirit when ' t is dying , Of foul unnatural negligence , In quickening each better sense ; And insane activity ...
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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
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Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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...
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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...
Сторінка 22 - Father's throne. taken fwm tfye liShnll the prey bo taken from the mighty, or the lawful captive delivered?
Сторінка 1 - Flowers Plucked by a Traveller on the Journey of Life. By. Charles T. Congdon. Boston, 1840.