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Strona 24 - Laugh that faith to scorn, And bid him cast the pledge aside, That he from youth had borne ; She bade him pause, and ask his breast, If he, or she had loved him best A parent's blessing on her son, Goes with this holy thing ; The heart that would retain the one, Must to the other cling. Remember ! 'tis no idle toy, A mother's gift — remember, boy !
Strona 24 - twas a mother gave The gift to one she'd die to save. That mother sought a pledge of love, The holiest, for her son ; And from the gifts of God above, She chose a goodly one. She chose for her beloved boy, The source of light, and life, and joy : And bade him keep the gift, that when The parting hour should come, They might have hope to meet again In an eternal home. She said his faith in that would be Sweet incense to her memory.
Strona 24 - REMEMBER, love, who gave thee this, When other days shall come ; When she who had thy earliest kiss Sleeps in her narrow home. Remember, 'twas a mother gave The gift to one she'd die to save.
Strona 22 - Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, While the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, When thou shall say, I have no pleasure in them...
Strona 24 - She said his faith in that would be Sweet incense to her memory. And should the scoffer, in his pride, Laugh that fond faith to scorn, And bid him cast the pledge aside, That he from youth had borne; She bade him pause, and ask his breast, If he, or she, had loved him best. A parent's blessing on her son Goes with this holy thing ; The love that would retain the one, Must to the other cling.
Strona 123 - ... if possible, pass over thy untimely destiny in silence. That buoyant and beautiful form on which thy fond mother doted, never gladdened her expecting eyes again. She might take many a long look from the lofty windows, before she would again see her darling, bounding over the green Sward, like a young deer, to meet her call. Thou wert gone — gone — gone. The tree of thy proud race was shorn of its loveliest blossoms ; — thy father's princely fortune was fated to adorn a stranger's name.
Strona 122 - I heard no more. A gust of wind took the sails fairly abreast, — in an instant we were dashed into the ocean. The oars were the saving of my life. I held one of them with a death-grasp. Ages appeared to roll over me while driven on the billows. The spray splashed in my face. I heard like the roaring of many cataracts, but could see nothing. At that moment I neither felt hope nor fear, — instinct alone was all that lived within me.
Strona 35 - He had borne his faculties so meek, had been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Do plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking off.
Strona 31 - The congregational register, the sacramental service, the books and varied literary apparatus of the teacher, composed all its treasures. Such is, as nearly as I can recollect, the appearance of the spot where the sons and daughters of simplicity flocked for instruction. I have often reflected on it in after days, and I have thought that the peculiarity of its situation might be construed into an emblem of singular beauty. The humble tabernacle rising in front of the school-house, — the lonely...
Strona 31 - ... that grew about six feet asunder. It was painted pure white, and, by a particular decree of the elders, its virgin coat was renewed every spring. The school-house, which was to the right as you entered, literally enjoyed a green old age. The ivy and the honey-suckle, folding their verdant arms around its walls, seemed emulous in giving every corner of the matronly mansion a share of their caresses. The interior was divided into two apartments ; one large, well-aired, and lighted, having the forms,...