Trifles in Verse: A Collection of Fugitive PoemsRobinson and Jones, 1845 - 184 páginas |
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... By her sweet tones of love and truth ? — Her gentle spirit hast thou deemed Still hovering all thy steps above ? Oh then how bless'd a thing hath seemed An ANGEL - MOTHER'S LOVE ! TO ONE IN HEAVEN . SWEET Sister , ' tis A MOTHER'S LOVE .
... By her sweet tones of love and truth ? — Her gentle spirit hast thou deemed Still hovering all thy steps above ? Oh then how bless'd a thing hath seemed An ANGEL - MOTHER'S LOVE ! TO ONE IN HEAVEN . SWEET Sister , ' tis A MOTHER'S LOVE .
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... things , " While MARY ran in haste to meet Her Lord , the King of kings : And He , who truly read each heart , Jesus , of her did say , " MARY hath chosen that good part Which shall not pass away And when the Lord of Heaven became The ...
... things , " While MARY ran in haste to meet Her Lord , the King of kings : And He , who truly read each heart , Jesus , of her did say , " MARY hath chosen that good part Which shall not pass away And when the Lord of Heaven became The ...
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... thing , Just in his first apparelling Of childish loveliness ! " THOU fair and lovely boy ! Bright bud of beauty and of hope , Which thus upon our eyes doth ope , Radiant with mirth and joy ! — Now clambering on my knee , With spirit ...
... thing , Just in his first apparelling Of childish loveliness ! " THOU fair and lovely boy ! Bright bud of beauty and of hope , Which thus upon our eyes doth ope , Radiant with mirth and joy ! — Now clambering on my knee , With spirit ...
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... things well , to thee " Give strength , as is thy day ; " — And , when this life is o'er , Translate thee to that " better land , " Where sin and sorrow come not , and Where death shall be no more ! 66 TO MYRA , ON HER BIRTH - DAY . 7 ...
... things well , to thee " Give strength , as is thy day ; " — And , when this life is o'er , Translate thee to that " better land , " Where sin and sorrow come not , and Where death shall be no more ! 66 TO MYRA , ON HER BIRTH - DAY . 7 ...
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... thing to kneel , To fawn , to flatter still , and sue- For all of earthly joy or weal , Beneath yon Heaven's broad arch of blue : 66 And yet " I love my love , " and I Will love her , ever , till I die ! But if a simple tale of truth ...
... thing to kneel , To fawn , to flatter still , and sue- For all of earthly joy or weal , Beneath yon Heaven's broad arch of blue : 66 And yet " I love my love , " and I Will love her , ever , till I die ! But if a simple tale of truth ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
angel beautiful beneath the sky birth BIRTH-DAY bless bless'd bliss blue boast breathe bright brow calm Carthage charm Cherish Conoquenessing dear death doth dream dust dust to dust e'en earth fair fairer fairest fairy faithful fancy feel flowers France Freedom and Fame gaze gentle girls we love glory grace grief hair happy days hath heart Heaven holy KATE kings lady land life's light lone love my love Love's Macedon maiden MARY MARY'S LOVE MERRY OLD ENGLAND moon by night moonstruck mortal Mother's native ne'er Neath never night o'er Olden Memories once Path perchance praise pride pure QUAKERESS Queen QUEEN VICTORIA roam seek shines skies smile song sooth sorrow soul spirit sunny sweet tears thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne thy steps truth twas vows weary ween wild Woman's Sphere young youth Zelienople
Passagens conhecidas
Página 115 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise ; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Página 94 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Página 42 - It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet in every whisper'd word ; And gentle winds, and waters near, Make music to the lonely ear. Each flower the dews have lightly wet, And in the sky the stars are met, And on the wave is deeper blue, And on the leaf a browner hue, And in the heaven that clear obscure, So softly...
Página 49 - His storm and wind shook thy soul with pious awe, — there are thy affections, there is thy country. Where the first human eye bent lovingly over thy cradle, where thy mother first bore thee joyfully on her bosom, where thy father engraved the words of wisdom on thy heart, — there are thy affections...
Página 97 - You lie, in faith, for you are called plain Kate, And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst ; But Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom, Kate of...
Página 55 - For the high ones and powerful shall come To do you reverence; and the beautiful Will know the purer language of your brow, And read it like a talisman of love!
Página 13 - Like the dim traditions, hoary, Of our loved and native clime; Like some half-forgotten story, Read or heard in olden time ; Like the fresh'ning dew of even To the parched and drooping flower ; Like the peaceful thoughts of Heaven In life's tempest-stricken hour ; Like the cadence of a song, — Yet, oh, sweeter far than these, Are the thoughts that round us throng With those
Página 15 - Oh ! then, sweeter than perfume Borne on aromatic breeze, To the softened spirit come Those dear Olden Memories ! In our days of mirth and gladness, We may spurn their faint control, But they come, in hours of sadness, Like sweet music to the soul ; And in sorrow, o'er us stealing With their gentleness and calm, They are leaves of precious healing, They are fruits of choicest balm. Ever till, when life departs, Death from dross the spirit frees, Cherish, in thine heart of hearts, All thine Olden...
Página 181 - Why should the memories of the dead Be ever those of gloom and sadness ? — Why should their dwellings not be made "Mid scenes of light, and life, and gladness ? Here let the young and gay repair, And in this scene of light and beauty, Gather from earth, and sky, and air, Lessons of life, and love, and duty...
Página 164 - Gone ! — the companion of her mirth and sadness, The friend and playmate of her childish years ; Life, in thy absence, loseth half its gladness, And this deep darkness doubly dark appears : The long, long day is more than night without thee — Thrice welcome night ! for all sweet dreams about thee ! Come home, sweet sister ! Ah, how much I miss thee — All thy kind shielding from life's rude alarms — From day's first dawn, when erst I sprang to kiss thee, Till night still found me nestling...