The Speaker's Garland, Volume 2Penn Publishing Company, 1892 |
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... sweet upon my spirit stole The rest and peace so long and vainly sought ; And though I mourn the graces I have not If I may help my brother in his need , And love him as my soul , — I trust God's pardon if I have no creed . A RAILROAD ...
... sweet upon my spirit stole The rest and peace so long and vainly sought ; And though I mourn the graces I have not If I may help my brother in his need , And love him as my soul , — I trust God's pardon if I have no creed . A RAILROAD ...
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... Sweet Charity's holy flame . Then still to our God be glory ! I bless him through my tears , That I live in the grandest nation That hath stood in all the years . CRAPE ON THE DOOR . Somebody's dead ; there's crape NUMBER FIVE . 335 35.
... Sweet Charity's holy flame . Then still to our God be glory ! I bless him through my tears , That I live in the grandest nation That hath stood in all the years . CRAPE ON THE DOOR . Somebody's dead ; there's crape NUMBER FIVE . 335 35.
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... sweet lull of harp and song , For earth - born spirits none too long , ― Just whispering of the world below , Where this was Bill and that was Joe ? No matter ; while our home is here No sounding name is half so dear ; When fades at ...
... sweet lull of harp and song , For earth - born spirits none too long , ― Just whispering of the world below , Where this was Bill and that was Joe ? No matter ; while our home is here No sounding name is half so dear ; When fades at ...
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... sweet , And prompts the aspiring soul to leave The earth we tread beneath our feet , And soar away on pinions fleet Beyond the scenes of mortal strife , With fair ethereal forms to meet , That tell us of the after life ? No God ! -Who ...
... sweet , And prompts the aspiring soul to leave The earth we tread beneath our feet , And soar away on pinions fleet Beyond the scenes of mortal strife , With fair ethereal forms to meet , That tell us of the after life ? No God ! -Who ...
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... sweet - lipped babe , or she who gave Thy home the light and bloom of paradise , — They shall be thine again , when thou shalt pass , At God's appointment , through the shadowy vale , To reach the sunlight of the immortal hills . And ...
... sweet - lipped babe , or she who gave Thy home the light and bloom of paradise , — They shall be thine again , when thou shalt pass , At God's appointment , through the shadowy vale , To reach the sunlight of the immortal hills . And ...
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Popular passages
Page 122 - But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.
Page 70 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Page 123 - Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Page 122 - The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me ; Yes ! — that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
Page 70 - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine.
Page 105 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Page 78 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Page 180 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was famed with more than with one man...