Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, Bind 8John Sartain, Caroline Matilda Kirkland, John Seely Hart John Sartain & Company, 1851 |
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... thee , I'll press thee my Fine : bird to my breast , Where the sun shines so brightly , and the hours fly so lightly , Oh , come to the South , love , and there let us rest . SECOND VERSE . Come to the South , love , oh ! come and be ...
... thee , I'll press thee my Fine : bird to my breast , Where the sun shines so brightly , and the hours fly so lightly , Oh , come to the South , love , and there let us rest . SECOND VERSE . Come to the South , love , oh ! come and be ...
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... thee- " I will . " Thy faith hath made thee whole Go , leper , thou art healed : and time shall bear Through ages onward , to each leprous soul , The story of thy prayer . Go , burdened sinner , fall At the great Healer's feet , and ...
... thee- " I will . " Thy faith hath made thee whole Go , leper , thou art healed : and time shall bear Through ages onward , to each leprous soul , The story of thy prayer . Go , burdened sinner , fall At the great Healer's feet , and ...
Side 9
... thee " go in peace . " V. CHRIST SENDING OUT THE APOSTLES . How differently an event appears at the time of its occurrence , and after ages have thrown their light upon it , and after time hath written a long scroll , containing the ...
... thee " go in peace . " V. CHRIST SENDING OUT THE APOSTLES . How differently an event appears at the time of its occurrence , and after ages have thrown their light upon it , and after time hath written a long scroll , containing the ...
Side 10
... Thee and thy friends ; no room for thee ; The sinner's friend thou mayst not see ; - But conquering faith inspires the way , The sick before the Lord to lay . See ! through the throng their way ... Thee and thy friends; no room for thee; ...
... Thee and thy friends ; no room for thee ; The sinner's friend thou mayst not see ; - But conquering faith inspires the way , The sick before the Lord to lay . See ! through the throng their way ... Thee and thy friends; no room for thee; ...
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... thee long and fondly , With a proud , impassioned heart , And thy dove - eyed , fair twin children , Beauteous Literature and Art ; The glorious , glorious sisters , How beautiful to see , How lightsome And how brightsome And how ...
... thee long and fondly , With a proud , impassioned heart , And thy dove - eyed , fair twin children , Beauteous Literature and Art ; The glorious , glorious sisters , How beautiful to see , How lightsome And how brightsome And how ...
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Side 369 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Side 330 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With Nature's mother-wit, and arts unknown before. Let old Timotheus yield the prize, Or both divide the crown : He raised a mortal to the skies: She drew an angel down.
Side 329 - The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood?
Side 50 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Side 395 - BY THE rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
Side 44 - Imports not, if thou reckon right; the rest From Man or Angel the great Architect Did wisely to conceal, and not divulge His secrets, to be scanned by them who ought Rather admire. Or, if they list to try Conjecture, he his fabric of the Heavens Hath left to their disputes — perhaps to move His laughter at their quaint opinions wide...
Side 43 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak, She quells the floods below, As they roar on the shore When the stormy tempests blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy tempests blow.
Side 366 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
Side 192 - This woman and I, though we came together as poor as poor might be, not having so much household stuff as a dish or spoon betwixt us both; yet this she had for her part — The Plain Man's Pathway to Heaven and The Practice of Piety, which her father had left her when he died.
Side 293 - To-night I saw the sun set : he set and left behind The good old year, the dear old time, and all my peace of mind ; And the New-year's coming up, mother, but I shall never see The blossom on the blackthorn, the leaf upon the tree.