Heart Songs: A Book for the Gift-seasonMiss E. Hedge Crosby, Nichols, 1856 - 144 |
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... sight or touch reveal The hidden power which they infold ? But take these cold , unyielding things , And beat their edges till you tire , And every atom forth that springs Is a bright spark of living fire : Each particle , so dull and ...
... sight or touch reveal The hidden power which they infold ? But take these cold , unyielding things , And beat their edges till you tire , And every atom forth that springs Is a bright spark of living fire : Each particle , so dull and ...
Strona 40
... sight Appears in all his rich array , - So , when she smiles , I seem to see The clouds disperse that threatened me . And , when she speaks , you seem to hear Some long - forgotten melody , Some tune that charmed your childish But ...
... sight Appears in all his rich array , - So , when she smiles , I seem to see The clouds disperse that threatened me . And , when she speaks , you seem to hear Some long - forgotten melody , Some tune that charmed your childish But ...
Strona 72
... sight disdain ; In the midst of newer kindness , Lift the galling links again . You must It passes telling ; But you know no parting pain , Till all this heart is swelling , Which may break , but not complain . THE DEPARTING SPIRIT ...
... sight disdain ; In the midst of newer kindness , Lift the galling links again . You must It passes telling ; But you know no parting pain , Till all this heart is swelling , Which may break , but not complain . THE DEPARTING SPIRIT ...
Strona 78
... ! And when evening comes , with its beautiful smile , And our eyes are closing to slumber a while , May that " greenwood " of soul be in sight ! SWEET MOTHER . THE wild south - west monsoon has 78 AN ENCHANTED ISLAND .
... ! And when evening comes , with its beautiful smile , And our eyes are closing to slumber a while , May that " greenwood " of soul be in sight ! SWEET MOTHER . THE wild south - west monsoon has 78 AN ENCHANTED ISLAND .
Strona 84
... times purified . The fragrant graces of the mind , The virtues that delight To give their pérfume out , will find Acceptance in thy sight . - SONNET . WHEN first I looked into thy glorious eyes 84 The Christmas Offering.
... times purified . The fragrant graces of the mind , The virtues that delight To give their pérfume out , will find Acceptance in thy sight . - SONNET . WHEN first I looked into thy glorious eyes 84 The Christmas Offering.
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Strona 90 - On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Strona 90 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Strona 38 - When joys have lost their bloom and breath, And life itself is vapid, Why, as we reach the Falls of death, Feel we its tide more rapid? It may be strange — yet who would change, Time's course to slower speeding; When one by one our friends have gone, And left our bosoms bleeding ? Heaven gives our years of fading strength Indemnifying fleetness ; And those of Youth, a teeming length, Proportioned to their sweetness.
Strona 102 - And her bright-eyed cherub brother, — a serene, angelic pair, — Glide around my wakeful pillow with their praise or mild reproof, As I listen to the murmur of the soft rain on the roof. And another comes to thrill me with her eyes
Strona 135 - In what state God's other works may be, In their own tasks all their powers pouring, These attain the mighty life you see.
Strona 120 - A sigh for others' pain : The breath that soothes a brother's care Is never spent in vain. And though it throb at gentlest touch, Or Sorrow's faintest call, 'Twere better it should ache too much Than never ache at all. The heart, the heart that's truly blest, Is never all its own : No ray of glory lights the breast That beats for self alone.
Strona 37 - ... tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veiled a light, That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead dim; Thus she stood amid the stocks, Praising God with sweetest looks: Sure, I said, Heaven did not mean, Where I reap thou shouldst but glean; Lay thy sheaf adown and come, Share my harvest and my home.
Strona 37 - But as the careworn cheek grows wan, And sorrow's shafts fly thicker, Ye Stars, that measure life to man, Why seem your courses quicker ? When joys have lost their bloom and breath And life itself is vapid...
Strona 34 - No second morn has ever shone for me; All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given, All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee. But when the days of golden dreams had perished, And even Despair was powerless to destroy...
Strona 33 - Cold in the earth — and fifteen wild Decembers, From those brown hills, have melted into spring: Faithful, indeed, is the spirit that remembers After such years of change and suffering!