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aching autumn beautiful beautiful days bell birds bitter blossoms blue bright buds cannibal chill clouds crimson roses crocus crown daisy dead dear DOLCE FAR NIENTE dream drifting drop earth empty nests eyes fading fair far-off feet fell fields flowers forest fragrant gathered glory glow golden grave green grief hands happy happy days hear heart heaven hope hour leaves life's lilies LITTLE BOY BLUE looking lost meadow memory mist mistletoe mournful neath never o'er once pain pansy prayer purple rain rest robin roses sails shadows shining ship shore silent silver sing skies smile snow SONG OF SEVEN sorrow soul sound story summer days summer winds sunny sunset sweet sweetest tears tender thee Thou thought thrilling thro to-day tread trembling TYLER DAVIDSON FOUNTAIN Ujiji vesper Violets blue voice wait walk watch weary weep whisper white ships wild wings withered wonder
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Page 83 - Princess" :"Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Page 77 - In white hands, stilled forever, The roses of June will nod and blow, Unheeding the hearts that sever ; And lips that quiver in silent grief, All words of hope refusing, Will lightly turn to the fleeting joys That perish with the using. Summer blossoms and winter snows, Love and its sweet elysian, Hope, like a siren dim and fair, Quickening our fainting vision ; Drooping spirit and failing pulse, Where untold memories hover ; Eyelids touched with the seal of death — And the fitful dream is over.
Page 25 - Some idle tears must fall above the past, For all the sweet dead days that we remember ; But with the garnered treasures in our grasp, We drink the golden wine of bright September.
Page 101 - ... and dreary, But hope revives with memories of thee. Then take this rosemary, 't is for remembrance, And O, I pray you, love, remember me ! I left the heart's-ease and the purple pansy To fade and wither under wintry skies ; I could not wear the one, nor bear the other, So much of thought was in their honest eyes; But from my garden bed this little spray I rescue from the pitiless November, And bid you wear it for the thought it brings ; — Wear it for me, and O, I pray, remember ! Love's Coming.
Page 101 - ONLY a little green and bitter spray Of fading leaves I give into thy keeping — A bunch of rosemary, chilled by the frost, And withered by the tears my eyes are weeping. " That's for remembrance; " love, O, pray remember Our springtime wanderings and our summer days, When you were all my world, and I was happy In winning from the world my meed of praise. There's not a path which we have walked together, But seems a hallowed way forevermore ; There's not a page whereon thine eyes have rested, But...
Page 40 - With stubborn blindness, oft we choose the worst. Yet, from His human heart He dropped the seed That springs eternal in the deathless soul ; And the dim Teachings of our feeble hands Are blossoms of the fruit that waits the goal. And in the tender, erring heart He made. With all its faults and burdens of regret. The imprint of a perfect life is traced, The Kingly seal upon its tablet set.
Page 36 - No tears for those who win the martyr's crown Through some brief hours of bitter tribulation, Bearing a heavy cross but for a day, To win eternity's great compensation. Weep for the martyrs walking- in your midst, Who bear the fire without an outward token, Who tread the changeless round of daily care, Wearing a smile altho
Page 48 - S a dainty window over the way, Draped with laces and decked with flowers, Where a golden bird in a fairy cage Sings and swings through the daylight hours ; But his voice has ever a mournful note, As if he sighed for an absent mate, Or dreamed of the forest green and free Beyond the bars of his golden grate.
Page 119 - SHIP. OVER the roar of the signal gun The surging billows swept ; Over the peaceful dreaming forms The treacherous waters crept ; And the midnight sky, like a funeral pall, Hung low o'er the sinking ship, And the cry of terror, "We're lost, we're lost!
Page 101 - ... have walked together, But seems a hallowed way forevermore ; There's not a page whereon thine eyes have rested, But I have learned its lessons o'er and o'er ; There's not an hour, however dark and dreary, But hope revives with memories of thee. Then take this rosemary, 't is for remembrance, And O, I pray you, love, remember me ! I left the heart's-ease and the purple pansy To fade and wither under wintry skies ; I could not wear the one, nor bear the other, So much of thought was in their honest...