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... weeping and stretching forth their hands in vain to - are instantaneous , and apparently without sufficient wards their departing brother . A beautiful design it is , in all save the skeleton . An angel had been better , with folded ...
... weeping and stretching forth their hands in vain to - are instantaneous , and apparently without sufficient wards their departing brother . A beautiful design it is , in all save the skeleton . An angel had been better , with folded ...
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... weep , and deprecate the guilt , the woe , and the indescribable evils and miseries of war ? The great majority of the nation feel that the path of glory is now opening before them , and that the honor which may possibly be attained by ...
... weep , and deprecate the guilt , the woe , and the indescribable evils and miseries of war ? The great majority of the nation feel that the path of glory is now opening before them , and that the honor which may possibly be attained by ...
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... weep at such miseries as these , -miseries ter , biting blast whistles among the trees ! very cold , and soon will be colder . I could shiver at the thought of winter , when the icicles hang from the water - butt , when the snow lies ...
... weep at such miseries as these , -miseries ter , biting blast whistles among the trees ! very cold , and soon will be colder . I could shiver at the thought of winter , when the icicles hang from the water - butt , when the snow lies ...
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... weep ? The heart is cold whose thoughts were told In each glance of her glad bright eye ; And she lies pale , who was so bright , She scarce seemed made to die . Yet we know that her soul is happy now , Where the saints their calm watch ...
... weep ? The heart is cold whose thoughts were told In each glance of her glad bright eye ; And she lies pale , who was so bright , She scarce seemed made to die . Yet we know that her soul is happy now , Where the saints their calm watch ...
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... weeping and sobbing with you lie down to sleep . If you have any little daugh- ters or sisters like me , God will love them for your mercy to us , and nothing , till you return home , will hurt a hair of their heads . Oh ! I see now ...
... weeping and sobbing with you lie down to sleep . If you have any little daugh- ters or sisters like me , God will love them for your mercy to us , and nothing , till you return home , will hurt a hair of their heads . Oh ! I see now ...
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angels beautiful beneath birds blessing blood bosom breast breath brother brow calm capital punishment child clouds cold dark death deep divine doth dream earth evil eyes face faith father fear feel flowers freedom friends gentle give grace grave green hand Hannah Lee happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven holy hope hour human JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL JOHN G land light lips live look LYDIA MARIA CHILD MARY HOWITT mind mother N. P. WILLIS nature neath never night o'er peace poor prayer prison racter round Rübezahl seemed silent sing slave slavery sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spirit stars strong sunshine sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought toil true truth unto Vanity Fair voice weary weep wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind words young
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Page 270 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near...
Page 165 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock. The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Page 207 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Page 21 - ... coldly The rough river ran — Over the brink of it: Picture it — think of it, Dissolute Man! Lave in it, drink of it, Then, if you can! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care: Fashion'd so slenderly, Young and so fair!
Page 268 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
Page 21 - Who was her father? Who was her mother? Had she a sister? Had she a brother? Or was there a dearer one Still, and a nearer one Yet than all other?
Page 215 - Were half the power that fills the world with terror, Were half the wealth bestowed on camps and courts, Given to redeem the human mind from error, There were no need of arsenals or forts: The warrior's name would be a name abhorred!
Page 1 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior ! His brow was sad ; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior!
Page 258 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil side...
Page 250 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread : Stitch! stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger, and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this