Heart Throbs, in Prose and Verse Dear to the American People ...Joe Mitchell Chapple Chapple publishing Company, Limited, 1911 |
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... stars come nightly to the sky , The tidal wave unto the sea ; Nor time , nor space , nor deep , nor high , Can keep my own away from me . By permission . John Burroughs . OUT IN THE FIELDS WITH GOD The little cares that HEART THROBS 3 లు.
... stars come nightly to the sky , The tidal wave unto the sea ; Nor time , nor space , nor deep , nor high , Can keep my own away from me . By permission . John Burroughs . OUT IN THE FIELDS WITH GOD The little cares that HEART THROBS 3 లు.
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... God . O , when I am safe in my sylvan home , I tread on the pride of Greece and Rome ; And when I am stretched beneath the pines , Where the evening star so holy shines , I laugh at the lore and the pride of man HEART THROBS 7.
... God . O , when I am safe in my sylvan home , I tread on the pride of Greece and Rome ; And when I am stretched beneath the pines , Where the evening star so holy shines , I laugh at the lore and the pride of man HEART THROBS 7.
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... stars . Then his hands dropped on the keys , and he began playing a sad and infinitely lovely movement , which crept gently over the instrument like the calm flow of moonlight over the dark earth . This was followed by a wild , elfin ...
... stars . Then his hands dropped on the keys , and he began playing a sad and infinitely lovely movement , which crept gently over the instrument like the calm flow of moonlight over the dark earth . This was followed by a wild , elfin ...
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... stars are set Beneath the fragrant cloud of thy soft hair , Thine eyes , Dear Heart , that all the world calls fair , Not even knowing of the look that lies Within their depths , for me alone , nor ever dies . MORNING PRAYER Now I get ...
... stars are set Beneath the fragrant cloud of thy soft hair , Thine eyes , Dear Heart , that all the world calls fair , Not even knowing of the look that lies Within their depths , for me alone , nor ever dies . MORNING PRAYER Now I get ...
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... stars and constellations and galaxies and immensities and universes and eternities wheel and blaze and triumph . Where is the youth with music in his soul who is not stirred by Jacob's lament , or Nathan's dirge , Habbak- kuk's ...
... stars and constellations and galaxies and immensities and universes and eternities wheel and blaze and triumph . Where is the youth with music in his soul who is not stirred by Jacob's lament , or Nathan's dirge , Habbak- kuk's ...
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Anon arms baby Baby Bell beautiful bells beneath blessed blue brave breath brow cheer child clock cried cuirassiers dark deacon dead dear death doth dream earth eyes face faith father feet flowers forever forget Fortunate Isles friends girl give glad glory golden Good-morning grave gray hand happy head hear heard Heart Throbs heaven hills hope hour Ivy green James Whitcomb Riley Joaquin Miller John Greenleaf Whittier keep kiss lady laugh life's light lips live look Lord morning mother never nevermore night o'er once passed peace permission Pickwick prayer rain Rhine Robert Loveman rose Santa Claus shine sigh silence sing smile snow song sorrow soul stars stood sweet tears tell thee things Thomas Hood thou thought tree Troy weight voice wind woman wonder words young
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360. oldal - Slowly and sadly we laid him down From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory!
428. oldal - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
312. oldal - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells ! What a world of merriment their melody foretells ! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night ! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
393. oldal - But there is no peace! The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me — give me liberty, or give me death!
119. oldal - To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; And this shall be the sign : — 4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.
392. oldal - The war is inevitable; and let it come!! I repeat it, sir, let it come!!! " It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry peace, peace; but there is no peace.
239. oldal - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day ; But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! T remember.
391. oldal - Mr President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty?
240. oldal - I remember, I remember, The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of light! The lilacs where the robin built, And where my brother set The laburnum on his birthday, The tree is living yet!
428. oldal - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed, — in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime, The image of Eternity, — the throne Of the Invisible! even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.