The Rose of Sharon: A Religious SouvenirA. Tompkins and B. B. Mussey, 1841 |
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A Religious Souvenir. Wild winds , that shake the clouds Till the whole heavens seem reeling with the blast ; White , feathery storms , that gently overcast The bosoms of the hills with fairy shrouds Too beautiful to last ! O , many ...
A Religious Souvenir. Wild winds , that shake the clouds Till the whole heavens seem reeling with the blast ; White , feathery storms , that gently overcast The bosoms of the hills with fairy shrouds Too beautiful to last ! O , many ...
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... heaven , Have bathed his spirit with celestial streams ; And he hath walked with radiant ones , whose dwelling Is in the land where beauty owns its birth ; And the proud tales his lofty lyre is telling Shall send undying echoes through ...
... heaven , Have bathed his spirit with celestial streams ; And he hath walked with radiant ones , whose dwelling Is in the land where beauty owns its birth ; And the proud tales his lofty lyre is telling Shall send undying echoes through ...
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... and you cannot bid me stay ! Distrust not my affection , for - look at me , Pereene - Heaven is not more true than I have been , and will ever be , to you . In a few months I shall return and proudly bear 22 PEREENE .
... and you cannot bid me stay ! Distrust not my affection , for - look at me , Pereene - Heaven is not more true than I have been , and will ever be , to you . In a few months I shall return and proudly bear 22 PEREENE .
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... this dear spot , —not even my dahlia - stand . There are my nurslings , bright and fresh they seem : - Thank Heaven ! ' twas but a dark and frightful dream . " No ; by this burning pain Deep in my 48 THE BRIDE'S RETURN .
... this dear spot , —not even my dahlia - stand . There are my nurslings , bright and fresh they seem : - Thank Heaven ! ' twas but a dark and frightful dream . " No ; by this burning pain Deep in my 48 THE BRIDE'S RETURN .
Side 49
... beings who come To bear her dear child to a heavenly home ; She hears not the anthems that ring through the sky , Nor the whispers of love where the cherubim fly . There is joy in high heaven ; a saint hath THE BRIDE'S RETURN . 49.
... beings who come To bear her dear child to a heavenly home ; She hears not the anthems that ring through the sky , Nor the whispers of love where the cherubim fly . There is joy in high heaven ; a saint hath THE BRIDE'S RETURN . 49.
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Albrecht Alceste angel art thou beautiful beneath blessed blest bosom bowers breath bright bright land bright leaves brookside brow Caribbean sea cheek child childhood Clarens Claribel cold dark dear death deep dream dwell earth eyes faded faith fear feel FELICIA HEMANS felt flowers forever gaze gentle glorious gone grave hallowed happy hath heart heaven holy hope lady LAKE GEORGE Laurine leave light lips lone look Marion Mary's choice mind mother mountain mournful murmuring neath ness never o'er pale parents passed peace Pereene prayer pure purity rest rich rills rose ROSE OF SHARON scene shadow shine shore sigh silent smile soft solemn song soon sorrow soul speak spirit star stood streams sweet tears tender thee thine thing thou art Thou hast thought toil tones unto Vaud village voice waters waves weary ween weep wild young
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Side 64 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate.
Side 61 - Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires,— 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you; for ye are A beauty and a mystery, and create In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
Side 168 - For as the earth bringeth forth her bud, and as the garden causeth the things that are sown in it to spring forth ; so the Lord God will cause righteousness and praise to spring forth before all the nations.
Side 115 - Softened his spirit) looked and lay, Watching the rosy infant's play: — Though still, whene'er his eye by chance Fell on the boy's, its lurid glance Met that unclouded, joyous gaze, As torches, that have burnt all night Through some impure and godless rite, Encounter morning's glorious rays.
Side 115 - mid the roses lay, She saw a wearied man dismount From his hot steed, and on the brink Of a small imaret's rustic fount Impatient fling him down to drink.
Side 116 - O'er many a year of guilt and strife, Flew o'er the dark flood of his life, Nor found one sunny resting-place, Nor brought him back one branch of grace !
Side 85 - Let their mind's riches claim a trustful sigh ! Deem them but sad sweet fragments of a strain, First notes of some yet struggling harmony, By the strong rush, the crowding joy and pain Of many inspirations met, and held From its true sphere...
Side 116 - Verily, I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, shall in no wise enter therein.
Side 115 - Lisping th' eternal name of God From Purity's own cherub mouth, And looking, while his hands and eyes Are lifted to the glowing skies, Like a stray babe of Paradise Just lighted on that flowery plain And seeking for its home again.
Side 67 - Burns immediately guessed what she meant ; and, regarding the young lady with a look of great benignity, said, ' Thank you, my dear, for your kind attention ; but, oh, let him shine ; he will not shine long for me.