The Speaker's Garland and Literary Bouquet: Combining 100 Choice Selections, Nos. 1 - Embracing New and Standard Productions of Oratory, Sentiment, Eloquence, Pathos, Wit and Humor, Том 4P. Garrett & Company, 1884 |
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... Gifford . xiii . 38 Scatter the Germs of the Beautiful . xiii . 135 Silent Harp , The ........... xiii . 173 Sign - Board , A ...... ............................................................ ..Ella Wheeler . xiv . 81 Singer's Alms , ...
... Gifford . xiii . 38 Scatter the Germs of the Beautiful . xiii . 135 Silent Harp , The ........... xiii . 173 Sign - Board , A ...... ............................................................ ..Ella Wheeler . xiv . 81 Singer's Alms , ...
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... silent thoughts of the other tell on the destiny of the world . Nerved by the Omnipotent , he stood up amid the smoke and flash of century - working batteries , and thundered , " Truth , " till the world reeled and rocked as if within ...
... silent thoughts of the other tell on the destiny of the world . Nerved by the Omnipotent , he stood up amid the smoke and flash of century - working batteries , and thundered , " Truth , " till the world reeled and rocked as if within ...
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... silence that Temple uprose in the air , Like some gorgeous castle in fairy tale told , All covered with silver and inlaid with gold . The walls of that Temple in marble were laid . Its roof - trees and coverings of cedar were made ...
... silence that Temple uprose in the air , Like some gorgeous castle in fairy tale told , All covered with silver and inlaid with gold . The walls of that Temple in marble were laid . Its roof - trees and coverings of cedar were made ...
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... silent stream , Where last we watched thy shining track , To those green hills of which we dream ; Thy loving arms around me twine , My cheeks bloom younger in thy breath , Till thou art mine and I am thine , Without a thought of pain ...
... silent stream , Where last we watched thy shining track , To those green hills of which we dream ; Thy loving arms around me twine , My cheeks bloom younger in thy breath , Till thou art mine and I am thine , Without a thought of pain ...
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... silence , alone , Her faith had grown ; And now the blossom had brightly blown . Out of the glory , that burned like flame , Calmly a great white angel came ; Softly he whispered her humble name . Child of the Highest , " he gently said ...
... silence , alone , Her faith had grown ; And now the blossom had brightly blown . Out of the glory , that burned like flame , Calmly a great white angel came ; Softly he whispered her humble name . Child of the Highest , " he gently said ...
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Страница 106 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Страница 106 - Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits, or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Страница 148 - ... own ladles, split open the kegs of salted sprats, made nests inside men's Sunday hats, and even spoiled the women's chats, by drowning their speaking -with shrieking and squeaking in fifty different sharps and flats. At last the people in a body to the Town Hall came flocking: "'Tis clear...
Страница 151 - Nicholas too. And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot...
Страница 151 - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...
Страница 123 - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Страница 67 - Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon; Rest, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon ; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver moon: Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep.
Страница 107 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, 190 Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Страница 91 - They sin who tell us Love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...
Страница 152 - He was chubby and plump ; a right jolly old elf; And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings ; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose. He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle , But I heard him exclaim,...