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Page 41
... Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste , Are but the solemn decorations all Of
the great tomb of man ! The golden sun , The planets , all the infinite host of
heaven , Are shining on the sad abodes of death , Through the still lapse of ages
.
... Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste , Are but the solemn decorations all Of
the great tomb of man ! The golden sun , The planets , all the infinite host of
heaven , Are shining on the sad abodes of death , Through the still lapse of ages
.
Page 48
And man , whose heaven - erected face The smiles of love adorn , Man's
inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn ! " See yonder poor , o'
erlabored wight , So abject , mean , and vile , Who begs a brother of the earth To
give him ...
And man , whose heaven - erected face The smiles of love adorn , Man's
inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn ! " See yonder poor , o'
erlabored wight , So abject , mean , and vile , Who begs a brother of the earth To
give him ...
Page 56
By this the storm grew loud apace , The water - wraith was shrieking ; And in the
scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking . But still as wilder
blew the wind , And as the night grew drearer , Adown the glen rode armed men
...
By this the storm grew loud apace , The water - wraith was shrieking ; And in the
scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking . But still as wilder
blew the wind , And as the night grew drearer , Adown the glen rode armed men
...
Page 65
High as the heavens your name I'll shout , If you paint me the picture , and leave
that out . PICTURES OF MEMORY BY ALICE CARY Among the beautiful pictures
That hang on Memory's wall Is one of a dim old forest , That seemeth best of all ...
High as the heavens your name I'll shout , If you paint me the picture , and leave
that out . PICTURES OF MEMORY BY ALICE CARY Among the beautiful pictures
That hang on Memory's wall Is one of a dim old forest , That seemeth best of all ...
Page 68
SUNSET THOUGHTS BY MINNIE CONWAY To - night , as I sat by my window ,
As the west was all agleam With that strange and wonderful splendor That is
fleeting as a dream , I thought that the hands of angels Had swung heaven's ( 68
) ...
SUNSET THOUGHTS BY MINNIE CONWAY To - night , as I sat by my window ,
As the west was all agleam With that strange and wonderful splendor That is
fleeting as a dream , I thought that the hands of angels Had swung heaven's ( 68
) ...
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