Rosabower: A Collection of Essays and MiscellaniesR. P. Thompson, printer, 1855 - 281 pagina's |
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Pagina 8
... hope , a night of despair - passed slow and sad away . Another morning came - the morning of the holy Sabbath came . bright and beautiful ; but I can only remember the voice of wailing and of woe in my once happy home , the melan- choly ...
... hope , a night of despair - passed slow and sad away . Another morning came - the morning of the holy Sabbath came . bright and beautiful ; but I can only remember the voice of wailing and of woe in my once happy home , the melan- choly ...
Pagina 9
... to my bower and let us commune together . I would , if I may , awaken in your mind some pleasing reminiscence of the past , and inspire some hope of the future . If I contribute , in ever so slight a degree , to afford you one THE BOWER .
... to my bower and let us commune together . I would , if I may , awaken in your mind some pleasing reminiscence of the past , and inspire some hope of the future . If I contribute , in ever so slight a degree , to afford you one THE BOWER .
Pagina 10
... hope on the face of sorrow . I may not aspire to furnish you any new ideas . My retreat is away from the busy city and the crowded thor- oughfare . No one comes to see me unless he comes on purpose . I have only a few books , and them I ...
... hope on the face of sorrow . I may not aspire to furnish you any new ideas . My retreat is away from the busy city and the crowded thor- oughfare . No one comes to see me unless he comes on purpose . I have only a few books , and them I ...
Pagina 22
... hope of accomplishing much by education and discipline . You may labor long and hard , and you can by no effort make water retain the permanent shape of a block of marble or of wood THE EMIGRANT . THE emigrant from New England , as 22 ...
... hope of accomplishing much by education and discipline . You may labor long and hard , and you can by no effort make water retain the permanent shape of a block of marble or of wood THE EMIGRANT . THE emigrant from New England , as 22 ...
Pagina 34
... hope the world would not let such a man as Thatcher pass from among us without a stone to tell where he lies . I know not , however , but his friends interpreted literally , and sacredly obeyed his " last re- quest , " published a short ...
... hope the world would not let such a man as Thatcher pass from among us without a stone to tell where he lies . I know not , however , but his friends interpreted literally , and sacredly obeyed his " last re- quest , " published a short ...
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Rosabower: A Collection of Essays and Miscellanies William Clark Larrabee Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2019 |
Rosabower: A Collection of Essays and Miscellanies William Clark Larrabee Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2019 |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 125 - 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.
Pagina 141 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Pagina 106 - He ever lives above For me to intercede, His all-redeeming love, His precious blood, to plead ; His blood atoned for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace.
Pagina 84 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers...
Pagina 36 - I've seen around me fall, Like leaves in wintry weather, I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed.
Pagina 53 - Hell from beneath is moved for thee to meet thee at thy coming: it stirreth up the dead for thee, even all the chief ones of the earth; it hath raised up from their thrones all the kings of the nations.
Pagina 61 - And last, Man's Life on earth, Glide to thy dim dominions, and are bound. Thou hast my better years ; Thou hast my earlier friends, the good, the kind, Yielded to thee with tears — The venerable form — the exalted mind. My spirit yearns to bring The lost ones back — yearns with desire intense, And struggles hard to wring Thy bolts apart, and pluck thy captives thence.
Pagina 45 - tis nought to me Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste, as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes there must be joy.
Pagina 62 - Kind words, remembered voices once so sweet, Smiles, radiant long ago, And features, the great soul's apparent seat. All shall come back ; each tie Of pure affection shall be knit again ; Alone shall Evil die, And Sorrow dwell a prisoner in thy reign. And then shall I behold Him, by whose kind paternal side I sprung, And her, who, still and cold, Fills the next grave — the beautiful and young.
Pagina 210 - Ye winds that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me?