The Young Ladies' Class Book: A Selection of Lessons for Reading, in Prose and VerseGould, Kendall, and Lincoln, 1840 |
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... cold material laws ! And yet , fair bow , no fabling dreams , But words of the Most High , Have told why first thy robe of beams Was woven in the sky . . When , o'er the green , undeluged earth , 20 YOUNG LADIES ' CLASS BOOK .
... cold material laws ! And yet , fair bow , no fabling dreams , But words of the Most High , Have told why first thy robe of beams Was woven in the sky . . When , o'er the green , undeluged earth , 20 YOUNG LADIES ' CLASS BOOK .
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... cold November rain , from out the gloomy earth , the lovely ones again . d - flower and the violet , they perished long ago , wild - rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow ; The hill the golden - rod , and the aster in the wood ...
... cold November rain , from out the gloomy earth , the lovely ones again . d - flower and the violet , they perished long ago , wild - rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow ; The hill the golden - rod , and the aster in the wood ...
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... cold , moist earth we laid her when the forest cast the leaf , And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief ; Yet not unmeet it was , that one , like that young friend of ours , So gentle and so beautiful , should perish ...
... cold , moist earth we laid her when the forest cast the leaf , And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief ; Yet not unmeet it was , that one , like that young friend of ours , So gentle and so beautiful , should perish ...
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... cold ; anger has done raving , all disputes are ended , all revelry is over ; the fellest animosity is deeply buried , and the most dangerous sins are safely confined by the thickly - piled clods of the valley ; vice is dumb and pow ...
... cold ; anger has done raving , all disputes are ended , all revelry is over ; the fellest animosity is deeply buried , and the most dangerous sins are safely confined by the thickly - piled clods of the valley ; vice is dumb and pow ...
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... cold , dark houses , go back again into the land of the and once more number the days which they had there - how differently would they then spend them ! Then they came to die , how much firmer would be their and when they were again ...
... cold , dark houses , go back again into the land of the and once more number the days which they had there - how differently would they then spend them ! Then they came to die , how much firmer would be their and when they were again ...
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Page 406 - Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me returns Day or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Page 40 - Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone from upland, glade and glen. And now, when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home, 4* When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers, whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them...
Page 39 - The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood?
Page 105 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, 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.
Page 367 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene, The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden, that, with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood; Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Page 318 - Alas, the lofty city ! and alas, The trebly hundred triumphs ! and the day When Brutus made the dagger's edge surpass The conqueror's sword in bearing fame away ! Alas for Tully's voice, and Virgil's lay, And Livy's pictured page ! But these shall be Her resurrection ; all beside— decay. Alas, for Earth, for never shall we see That brightness in her eye she bore when Rome was free ! LXXXIII.
Page 385 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promised pleasure And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail!
Page 205 - Here woman reigns ; the mother, daughter, wife, Strews with fresh flowers the narrow way of life ; In the clear heaven of her delightful eye, An angel-guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fireside pleasures gambol at her feet. " Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found...
Page 380 - That, chang'd thro' all, and yet in all the same, Great in the earth, as in th' ethereal frame ; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze; Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the 'trees ; Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent...
Page 333 - Trust not for freedom to the Franks They have a king who buys and sells; In native swords, and native ranks, The only hope of courage dwells: But Turkish force, and Latin fraud, Would break your shield, however broad.