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... leaves till the laughing hours Come forth in the sunbeam's track . The lark lies couched in her grassy nest , And the honey bee is gone , And all bright things are away to rest , Why watch ye here alone ? Is not your world a mournful ...
... leaves till the laughing hours Come forth in the sunbeam's track . The lark lies couched in her grassy nest , And the honey bee is gone , And all bright things are away to rest , Why watch ye here alone ? Is not your world a mournful ...
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... leaves that heal the nations Quiver to celestial sound . By thy border's beauteous river , In the paradise of rest , May our spirits dwell for ever With the spirits of the blest . L. S. TO THE ROUND LEAVED SUNDEW . 17 TO THE ROUND L.
... leaves that heal the nations Quiver to celestial sound . By thy border's beauteous river , In the paradise of rest , May our spirits dwell for ever With the spirits of the blest . L. S. TO THE ROUND LEAVED SUNDEW . 17 TO THE ROUND L.
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... leaf of rosy hue , A chalice for the morning dew , And ere the summer's sun can rise Drinks the pure waters of the skies . Wouldst thou that thy lot were given Thus to receive the dews of heaven ? With heart prepared , like this meek ...
... leaf of rosy hue , A chalice for the morning dew , And ere the summer's sun can rise Drinks the pure waters of the skies . Wouldst thou that thy lot were given Thus to receive the dews of heaven ? With heart prepared , like this meek ...
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... leaf , There never a summer breeze blows , But some long smothered thought of joy or grief Starts up from its long repose ; And forms are living and visible there , Which vanished long since from our earthy sphere ! THE SENSITIVE PLANT ...
... leaf , There never a summer breeze blows , But some long smothered thought of joy or grief Starts up from its long repose ; And forms are living and visible there , Which vanished long since from our earthy sphere ! THE SENSITIVE PLANT ...
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... leaf , and hence its name of sensitive or humble plant . ] Nay , little trembler , shrink not thus , As though a foe were nigh ; I would not harm thy smallest leaf , Then let thy terrors fly . Alas ! ' mongst human kind there be Hearts ...
... leaf , and hence its name of sensitive or humble plant . ] Nay , little trembler , shrink not thus , As though a foe were nigh ; I would not harm thy smallest leaf , Then let thy terrors fly . Alas ! ' mongst human kind there be Hearts ...
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amaranthine art thou BARTON beam beauty beneath bird blessing blest bloom bower breast breath breeze bright brow burning CHAMOIS childhood's clouds CONVENIENT SEASON dark dear death deep dream dwell earth fair Fare thee Farewell feel flowers glad glee gloom glorious glory glow hath heart HELVELLYN HEMANS HENRY KIRKE WHITE hope hour JOHN HOWARD LAKE GENEVA land LAST RITES leaves life's light lone Mary mighty wanderer morning mortal may know mountain murmur ne'er Nebaioth night NORTH COUNTRIE o'er passing pinnace praise prayer reign o'er RHINE RHODODENDRON rose round scenes shade shadows roll shine sing skies SKY LARK sleep smile snowy white song sorrow soul spring stars stream SUNDEW sweet tears tell thine things thou art thou hast Thou wilt thought thy rest thy spirit tree voice WALK AT NOON weep wild wind wings WINTER WALK youth
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Page 145 - And if thou wilt make me an altar of stone, thou shalt not build it of hewn stone: for if thou lift up thy tool upon it, thou hast polluted it.
Page 40 - Whose fire was kindled at the prophets' lamp, The time of rest, the promised sabbath comes. Six thousand years of sorrow have well nigh Fulfilled their tardy and disastrous course Over a sinful world ; and what remains Of this tempestuous state of human things Is merely as the working of a sea Before a calm, that rocks itself to rest...
Page 61 - THE bird that soars on highest wing Builds on the ground her lowly nest ; And she that doth most sweetly sing Sings in the shade when all things rest : — In lark and nightingale we see What honor hath humility. 2 When Mary chose the better part, She meekly sat at Jesus...
Page 125 - O'er all the pleasant land! The deer across their greensward bound Through shade and sunny gleam; And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream. The merry homes of England! Around their hearths by night What gladsome looks of household love Meet in the ruddy light! There woman's voice flows forth in song Or childhood's tale is told, Or lips move tunefully along Some glorious page of old.
Page 124 - The stately homes of England, How beautiful they stand, Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land! The deer across their greensward bound, Through shade and sunny gleam; And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Page 97 - When, on our deck reclined, In careless ease my limbs I lay And woo the cooler wind. I miss thee when by Gunga's stream My twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side.
Page 43 - And Saba's spicy groves, pay tribute there. Praise is in all her gates : upon her walls, And in her streets and in her spacious courts, Is heard salvation. Eastern Java there Kneels with the native of the farthest west ; And ^Ethiopia spreads abroad the hand, And worships. Her report has travell'd forth Into all lands.
Page 164 - Since Trifles make the Sum of human things And half our misery from our foibles springs...
Page 53 - To make the river flow. The clouds might give abundant rain, The nightly dews might fall, And the herb that keepeth life in man Might yet have drunk them all. Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All...
Page 135 - O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that heralds the day, Over the cloudlet dim, Over the rainbow's rim, Musical cherub, soar, singing, away! Then, when the gloaming comes, Low in the heather blooms Sweet will thy welcome and bed of love be! Emblem of happiness, Blest is thy dwelling-place, — Oh, to abide in the desert with thee ! JAMES HOGG To the Cuckoo O BLITHE new-comer!