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... bell ; When the loud wagon is laid by , And wearied beasts rest quietly , They never more shall carry thee To listen to the psalm Which o'er the meads and sheep - strewn lea Floats in the summer calm ; Their echoes reach thy mother's ...
... bell ; When the loud wagon is laid by , And wearied beasts rest quietly , They never more shall carry thee To listen to the psalm Which o'er the meads and sheep - strewn lea Floats in the summer calm ; Their echoes reach thy mother's ...
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... bell sounds ' as if an angel spoke . ' As yet , the venerable graveyard is not , for the builders of the temple are its contempora ries - it has no PAST ! Gaze within how chaste are its adornments . There is no light from high - arched ...
... bell sounds ' as if an angel spoke . ' As yet , the venerable graveyard is not , for the builders of the temple are its contempora ries - it has no PAST ! Gaze within how chaste are its adornments . There is no light from high - arched ...
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... bell turrets , their ladders running up the sides and over the roofs ; nor churches , for I saw many white , and glittering in the sunshine . I at last discovered what it was , or rather what it was not . There was no smoke ; and so ...
... bell turrets , their ladders running up the sides and over the roofs ; nor churches , for I saw many white , and glittering in the sunshine . I at last discovered what it was , or rather what it was not . There was no smoke ; and so ...
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... bell of the Lunatic Asylum , a large red brick building , close to which is the jail , swung out , and gave sonorous intimation that service was about to be held there . I repaired to the chapel , and seated myself amongst the ...
... bell of the Lunatic Asylum , a large red brick building , close to which is the jail , swung out , and gave sonorous intimation that service was about to be held there . I repaired to the chapel , and seated myself amongst the ...
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... bell - gallery had a fine view of the country round . Far away was the ocean , gleaming in the sunshine , and towards it , crept like a silver serpent the pretty and picturesque Ipswich river , crossed by its ancient bridge . A little ...
... bell - gallery had a fine view of the country round . Far away was the ocean , gleaming in the sunshine , and towards it , crept like a silver serpent the pretty and picturesque Ipswich river , crossed by its ancient bridge . A little ...
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Page 32 - So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no friend Take note of thy departure ? All that breathe Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Page 25 - 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.
Page 33 - So live, that when thy summons comes, to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, 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.
Page 32 - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven ; And how they might have borne more welcome news.
Page 26 - HERE the lamented dead in dust shall lie, Life's lingering languors o'er, its labors done, Where waving boughs, betwixt the earth and sky, Admit the farewell radiance of the sun. Here the long concourse from the murmuring town, With funeral pace and slow, shall enter in, To lay the loved in tranquil silence down, No more to suffer, and no more to sin.
Page 43 - The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
Page 15 - I sincerely believe that the public institutions and charities of this capital of Massachusetts are as nearly perfect, as the most considerate wisdom, benevolence, and humanity, can make thom. I never in my life was more affected by the contemplation of happiness, under circumstances of privation and bereavement, than in my visits to these establishments.
Page 22 - Shed not for her the bitter tear, Nor give the heart .to vain regret; Tis but the casket that lies here : The gem that filled it sparkles yet.
Page 132 - THE HAUNCH OF VENISON. A POETICAL EPISTLE TO LORD CLARE. THANKS, my lord, for your venison, for finer or fatter Never rang'd in a forest, or smok'd in a platter ; The haunch was a picture for painters to study, The fat was so white, and the lean was so ruddy...
Page 117 - The peopling of this Towne is by men of good ranke and quality, many of them having the yearly Revenue of large Lands in England before they came to this Wildernesse...