Tales of Married Life: Containing Lovers and Husbands, Married and Single, Sweethearts and WivesG.G. Evans, 1858 - 163 pages |
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Page 15 - Alas! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
Page 16 - But on the hill the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood, And the yellow sunflower by the brook in autumn beauty stood, 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...
Page 72 - COME to the sunset tree ! The day is past and gone ; The woodman's axe lies free, And the reaper's work is done. The twilight star to heaven, And the summer dew to flowers, And rest to us, is given By the cool soft evening hours.
Page 15 - The wind-flower and the violet, they perished long ago, And the brier-rose and the orchis died amid the summer glow ; But on the hill the golden-rod, and the aster in the wood, And the yellow sunflower by the brook in autumn beauty stood, 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...
Page 28 - Your wandering footsteps stay. Seek ye the solemn wood, Whose giant trunks a verdant roof uprear, And listen, while the roar of some far flood Thrills the young leaves with fear ! Stand by the tranquil lake, Sleeping mid willowy banks of emerald dye, Save when the wild bird's wing its surface break...
Page 73 - There shall no tempest blow, No scorching noon-tide heat ; There shall be no more snow. No weary wandering feet And we lift our trusting eyes, From the hills our fathers trod, To the quiet of the skies, To the Sabbath of our God.
Page 7 - With a View of the latest Developments of Rome's Hostility to the Bible, as exhibited in the Sandwich Islands, in Tuscany, in Ireland, France, &c., and an expos6 of the absurdities of the Immaculate Conception, and the Idolatrous Veneration of the Virgin Mary. By REV. JOSEPH F. BERG, DD, author of "The Jesuits," "Church and State,
Page 16 - 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, 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...
Page 17 - ... spring? Yet the brown bee still hums his quiet tune, And the low shiver of the insect's wing Disturbs the hush of noon. The thin, transparent leaves, Like flakes of amber, quiver in the light, While autumn round her silver fretwork weaves In glittering hoarfrost white. Oh, autumn, thou art hless'd 1 My bosom heaves with breathless rapture here: I love thee well, season of mournful rest! Sweet Sabbath of the year!' " " If the poet had only said ' cheerful rest' instead of ' mournful rest,' he...
Page 16 - While gemmed with dew-drops bright, Green leaves and silken buds were dancing there, I moved my lips in murmurs of delight, "And blessed them, unaware.