The Bookman, Volume 18

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Dodd, Mead and Company, 1903 - Book collecting

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Page 424 - Be a god and hold me With a charm! Be a man and fold me With thine arm! Teach me, only teach, Love! As I ought I will speak thy speech, Love, Think thy thought — Meet, if thou require it, Both demands, Laying flesh and spirit In thy hands.
Page 13 - Father William replied, I remember'd that youth would fly fast, And abused not my health and my vigour at first, That I never might need them at last. You are old, Father William, the young man cried, And pleasures with youth pass away ; And yet you lament not the days that are gone Now tell me the reason, I pray.
Page 14 - TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Page 15 - Oh, no, no," said the little fly, " to ask me is in vain, For who goes up your winding stair, can ne'er come down again." "I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high; Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the spider to the fly. "There are pretty curtains drawn around ; the sheets are fine and thin, And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in ! "
Page 14 - Speak gently ! it is better far To rule by love than fear ; Speak gently ! let no harsh words mar The good we might do here.
Page 15 - Beautiful Soup, so rich and green, Waiting in a hot tureen! Who for such dainties would not stoop? Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup! Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup! Beau — ootiful Soo — oop! Beau — ootiful Soo — oop! Soo — oop of the e — e — evening, Beautiful, beautiful Soup! "Beautiful Soup! Who cares for fish, Game, or any other dish? Who would not give all else for two p ennyworth only of beautiful Soup?
Page 13 - THE OLD MAN'S COMFORTS, AND HOW HE GAINED THEM. You are old, Father William, the young man cried ; The few locks which are left you are gray; You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man ; Now tell me the reason, I pray. In the days of my youth...
Page 15 - The thorn and the thistle, grow broader and higher; The clothes that hang on him are turning to rags; And his money still wastes, till he starves, or he begs.
Page 15 - He had took better care for improving his mind. He told me his dreams, talk'd of eating and drinking ; But he scarce reads his Bible, and never loves thinking. Said I then to my heart, " Here's a lesson for me, This man's but a picture of what I might be ; But thanks to my friends for their care in my breeding, Who taught me betimes to love working and reading,
Page 14 - Speak gently to the little child, Its love be sure to gain, Teach it in accents soft and mild, It may not long remain.

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