The Wheat-sheaf, a Suggestive Reader: Containing Germs of Pure and Noble Thoughts for the Youthful MindW.P. Hazard, 1853 - 396 страници |
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... earth peace and good will to men . " With regard to the following work , it may be briefly stated that the compilers have laboured to select from a great variety of sources , such passages as are calculated to impress sound morality in ...
... earth peace and good will to men . " With regard to the following work , it may be briefly stated that the compilers have laboured to select from a great variety of sources , such passages as are calculated to impress sound morality in ...
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... earth , Nature sings a gladsome song , In numbers sweetly simple , or magnificently strong . By the well spring in the desert , beneath the spreading Palm , Her voice rings sweet and holy , through an atmosphere of balm : Where Niagara ...
... earth , Nature sings a gladsome song , In numbers sweetly simple , or magnificently strong . By the well spring in the desert , beneath the spreading Palm , Her voice rings sweet and holy , through an atmosphere of balm : Where Niagara ...
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... earth a mighty agent impels him with a speed , Which mocks the fleetest gallop of the desert nurtured steed : Intelligence his sceptre , his weapon and his shield , Who shall limit the results that his enterprise may yield . How ...
... earth a mighty agent impels him with a speed , Which mocks the fleetest gallop of the desert nurtured steed : Intelligence his sceptre , his weapon and his shield , Who shall limit the results that his enterprise may yield . How ...
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... earth would mourn . The moon is not for the day - the sun is not for the night , but they will be indispensable as long as day and night , seed time and harvest shall last . W. L. G. Chree Days of Christopher Columbus . " BACK to Europe ...
... earth would mourn . The moon is not for the day - the sun is not for the night , but they will be indispensable as long as day and night , seed time and harvest shall last . W. L. G. Chree Days of Christopher Columbus . " BACK to Europe ...
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... Earth to that Earth we repeat , Which thou trembled to feel moving under thy feet ! 24 THREE DAYS OF CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS . The second day's.
... Earth to that Earth we repeat , Which thou trembled to feel moving under thy feet ! 24 THREE DAYS OF CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS . The second day's.
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Страница 276 - For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth ; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Not harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue.
Страница 159 - O men with Sisters dear ! O men with Mothers and Wives! It is not linen you're wearing out, But human creatures' lives! Stitch - stitch - stitch, In poverty, hunger, and dirt, Sewing at once with a double thread, A Shroud as well as a Shirt.
Страница 199 - Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world, — with kings, The powerful of the earth, — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, — All in one mighty sepulchre.
Страница 198 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Страница 199 - Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
Страница 198 - Yet a few days and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...
Страница 358 - It is easy' in the world to live after the world's opinion ; it is easy in solitude to live after our own ; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.
Страница 199 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Страница 275 - In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer thro...
Страница 174 - ... 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought, Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret joy: Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven.