The Kingdom of Home: Homely Poems for Home LoversArthur Gilman |
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... wait . Shout , baby , shout ! and clap thy hands , For father on the threshold stands . MARY HO'VITT . HOLY MATRIMONY . 33 HERE is an awe in mor- tals ' joy , A deep mysterious fear Half of the heart will still employ , As if we drew ...
... wait . Shout , baby , shout ! and clap thy hands , For father on the threshold stands . MARY HO'VITT . HOLY MATRIMONY . 33 HERE is an awe in mor- tals ' joy , A deep mysterious fear Half of the heart will still employ , As if we drew ...
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... waits to bless you here ? Living , he owned no nuptial vow , No bower to fancy dear : Love's very self , for him no ... wait , While , reverently , before all other , The Ruler greets his " white - haired mother . " Ah , States may grow ...
... waits to bless you here ? Living , he owned no nuptial vow , No bower to fancy dear : Love's very self , for him no ... wait , While , reverently , before all other , The Ruler greets his " white - haired mother . " Ah , States may grow ...
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... waiting on their Lord . O happy house ! where man and wife in heart , In faith , and hope are one , That neither life nor death can ever part The holy union here begun ; Where both are sharing one salvation , And live before thee , Lord ...
... waiting on their Lord . O happy house ! where man and wife in heart , In faith , and hope are one , That neither life nor death can ever part The holy union here begun ; Where both are sharing one salvation , And live before thee , Lord ...
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... waiting upon thee , Whilst thou deign'st to watch for me . JOSEPH BEAUMONT . GRACE BEFORE MEAT . 65 Before us our repast is spread ; Before us are thy bounties shed ; Oh , bless , Most High , these gifts of thine , That we may grow in ...
... waiting upon thee , Whilst thou deign'st to watch for me . JOSEPH BEAUMONT . GRACE BEFORE MEAT . 65 Before us our repast is spread ; Before us are thy bounties shed ; Oh , bless , Most High , these gifts of thine , That we may grow in ...
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... still . Stir the gruel , knead the bread , Tax your hands , and heart , and head : Children sick and household hungry ; ( Though some thoughtless words have stung you ) , 74 All are waiting on your will , Confident of.
... still . Stir the gruel , knead the bread , Tax your hands , and heart , and head : Children sick and household hungry ; ( Though some thoughtless words have stung you ) , 74 All are waiting on your will , Confident of.
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ain fireside angels babe beautiful beloved bird bless bliss bonnie wee breast breath bright brow cheek child childhood chimes dear doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair Fairer than thee father fear flowers G. F. Barnes GEORGE WITHER Good-night grace grave hand hath hear heart heaven HELEN HUNT JACKSON holy HOMES OF ENGLAND hour household HYMN king kiss Lathbury light lips live look Lord love thee love's Mary merry Miss L. B. Humphrey morn mother never night o'er peace praise pray prayer rest ROBERT BURNS Robin Gray round shining sighs sing sleep smile soft song soul spirit star Sweet baby tears tell tender Thanksgiving turkey There's thine THOMAS HOOD THOMAS KINGO thou hast thought Twas voice Walter Shirlaw watch weary weep wife William Robert Spencer wings woman
Popular passages
Page 57 - An honest man's the noblest work of God.' And certes in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind: What is a lordling's pomp? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness refined!
Page 242 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband our life's taper at the close And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Page 57 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme,— How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed; How He who, bore in heaven the second name Had not on earth whereon to lay His head...
Page 19 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Page 56 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Page 218 - GENTLE Jesus, meek and mild, Look upon a little child, Pity my simplicity, Suffer me to come to thee.
Page 112 - Delightful task ! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot, To pour the fresh instruction o'er the mind, To breathe th' enlivening spirit and to fix The generous purpose in the glowing breast.
Page 105 - For woman is not undevelopt man, . But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet Love were slain: his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow; The man be more of woman, she of man...
Page 57 - No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling Time moves round in an eternal sphere. Compared with this, how poor Religion's pride, In all the pomp of method, and of art, When men display to congregations wide Devotion's ev'ry grace, except the heart...
Page 246 - She faded midst Italian flowers — The last of that bright band. And parted thus they rest, who played Beneath the same green tree ; Whose voices mingled as they prayed Around one parent knee...