Flowers Plucked by a Traveller on the Journey of LifeGeorge W. Light, 1840 - 72 páginas |
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... sorrow , child ! Ah ! far too young to know Its deepest , darkest bitterness , Or feel its heaviest blow ; Nor has it stolen from thy cheek Life's deepest morning flush ; Nor checked to cold and lingering words Thy voice's brook - like ...
... sorrow , child ! Ah ! far too young to know Its deepest , darkest bitterness , Or feel its heaviest blow ; Nor has it stolen from thy cheek Life's deepest morning flush ; Nor checked to cold and lingering words Thy voice's brook - like ...
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... sorrow ; There with morn's I mixed my tears ; Joy from memory nought could borrow , Hope fled from the coming years . Then , like morn - light coyly peeping O'er the misty mountain's head , Came the scene , which had been sleeping In a ...
... sorrow ; There with morn's I mixed my tears ; Joy from memory nought could borrow , Hope fled from the coming years . Then , like morn - light coyly peeping O'er the misty mountain's head , Came the scene , which had been sleeping In a ...
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... , Yet he knew his old friend not . Next , there came a voice of wailing- Heart - broken sighs of tearless wo ! Sand into the new grave falling , Upon the coffin lid below . Then I wept with heavy sorrow ; Youthful griefs soon 5.
... , Yet he knew his old friend not . Next , there came a voice of wailing- Heart - broken sighs of tearless wo ! Sand into the new grave falling , Upon the coffin lid below . Then I wept with heavy sorrow ; Youthful griefs soon 5.
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Charles Taber Congdon. Then I wept with heavy sorrow ; Youthful griefs soon have an end , And there came a bright to - morrow , When I thought not of my friend . Poor and vain was then my knowledge Of this earth , with sorrow rife ...
Charles Taber Congdon. Then I wept with heavy sorrow ; Youthful griefs soon have an end , And there came a bright to - morrow , When I thought not of my friend . Poor and vain was then my knowledge Of this earth , with sorrow rife ...
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... sorrow , Grief and gladness , hope and fear , Seraphic dreams and pictured horror , I am drawing to thee near . Standing here , by thy white tomb - stone , I would send a prayer to thee ! Oh ! pray to him who ever hearest , That he will ...
... sorrow , Grief and gladness , hope and fear , Seraphic dreams and pictured horror , I am drawing to thee near . Standing here , by thy white tomb - stone , I would send a prayer to thee ! Oh ! pray to him who ever hearest , That he will ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
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
Passagens conhecidas
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 22 - Father's throne. taken fwm tfye liShnll the prey bo taken from the mighty, or the lawful captive delivered?
Página 1 - Flowers Plucked by a Traveller on the Journey of Life. By. Charles T. Congdon. Boston, 1840.