Flowers of poetry, for young persons: a companion to miss Taylor's Original poems. 2vols, Volume 11835 |
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... pursue . Sweet Birds , that breathe the spirit of song , And surround Heaven's gate in melodious throng , Who rise with the earliest beams of day , Your morning tribute of thanks to pay , You remind us that we should likewise raise The ...
... pursue . Sweet Birds , that breathe the spirit of song , And surround Heaven's gate in melodious throng , Who rise with the earliest beams of day , Your morning tribute of thanks to pay , You remind us that we should likewise raise The ...
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... pursue my way O'er this wild desert's sun - burnt soil , To where the ocean's swelling spray Washes my long'd - for native isle . XXXIX . THE EVENING WALK . How sweet the calm of this sequester'd shore , Where ebbing waters musically ...
... pursue my way O'er this wild desert's sun - burnt soil , To where the ocean's swelling spray Washes my long'd - for native isle . XXXIX . THE EVENING WALK . How sweet the calm of this sequester'd shore , Where ebbing waters musically ...
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... pursue Takes half the time they give to dress . Write in your memorandum book The time you at your toilette spend ; Then every moment which you pass Talking of dress with a young friend ; And ever when your silent thoughts Have on this ...
... pursue Takes half the time they give to dress . Write in your memorandum book The time you at your toilette spend ; Then every moment which you pass Talking of dress with a young friend ; And ever when your silent thoughts Have on this ...
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... pursue ; Detect perception where it lies , Catch the ideas as they rise , And all their changes view . Her secret stores let Mem'ry tell , Bid Fancy quit her fairy cell In all her colours drest , While prompt her sallies to control ...
... pursue ; Detect perception where it lies , Catch the ideas as they rise , And all their changes view . Her secret stores let Mem'ry tell , Bid Fancy quit her fairy cell In all her colours drest , While prompt her sallies to control ...
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... pursue thy course , Trace every action to its source , And means and motives weigh ; Put tempers , passions , in the scale ; Mark what degrees in each prevail , And fix the doubtful sway . The last , best effort of thy skill , To form ...
... pursue thy course , Trace every action to its source , And means and motives weigh ; Put tempers , passions , in the scale ; Mark what degrees in each prevail , And fix the doubtful sway . The last , best effort of thy skill , To form ...
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Angel beams beauty Beneath birds bless bliss bloom blossom breast breath bright brow busy Bee charms cheerful clouds dance delight dwell e'er earth earthly Emblems Ev'n fair fairest faithless fear flowers Forget-me-not friendship gale gild Glow-worm grace green grief happiness heaven Heaven's gate holly tree honours hope hour IMESS infant leaves life's light Lord Lord's Prayer loves me best memory mind mine-a morning MOSS ROSE Nature's Ne'er night o'er peace pleasure porringer pow'r praise primrose hill provideth rest rills rise rose-tree roses round sacred scene serene shade shining sigh sing sinks Sister's love smiling day smiling plains smooth soft song sorrow soul Spring storms strong to save sweet Swift Birds tears thee thine thou thought thro tomts truth Twill vale virtue voice voice of Spring wandering fires wave wild wing Winter young youth
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Page 35 - Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye Sons of Light, Angels — for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing — ye in heaven; On earth join, all ye creatures, to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Page 94 - Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little Maid replied, " Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side. My stockings there I often knit, My kerchief there I hem ; And there upon the ground I sit — I sit and sing to them.
Page 34 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty ; Thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair ; Thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sit'st above these Heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Page 92 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
Page 35 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Page 87 - Sweet drop of pure and pearly light ! In thee the rays of Virtue shine ; More calmly clear, more mildly bright, Than any gem that gilds the mine.
Page 91 - ... -A SIMPLE Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death?
Page 75 - Play on, play on ; I am with you there, In the midst of your merry ring: I can feel the thrill of the daring jump, And the rush of the breathless swing. I hide with you in the fragrant hay, And I whoop the smothered call, And my feet slip up on the seedy floor, And I care not for the fall.
Page 95 - And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side". "How many are you, then, "said I, "If they two are in heaven?
Page 45 - No fountain from its rocky cave E'er tripped with foot so free ; She seemed as happy as a wave That dances on the sea. ISO " There came from me a sigh of pain Which I could ill confine ; I looked at her and looked again: — And did not wish her mine.