Good-night Poetry: (Bedside Poetry) A Parent's Assistant in Moral DisciplineGinn, 1890 - 143 sider |
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Side xi
... , 49 . Death the good angel , 43 , Defects happily made known by an enemy , 64 . Descent from Adam , 38 . 20 . Destroy not , but rather save , Do noble things , not dream them , 41 . xi Religious freedom , 79 . Reproof to be welcomed ,
... , 49 . Death the good angel , 43 , Defects happily made known by an enemy , 64 . Descent from Adam , 38 . 20 . Destroy not , but rather save , Do noble things , not dream them , 41 . xi Religious freedom , 79 . Reproof to be welcomed ,
Side xii
... dreams of youth , 60 . Joy and woe commingled in life , 32 . Kind hearts are more than coro- nets , 38 . Kindness reciprocated , 6 . Labor and wait , 46 . Labor brings rest , 34 . KEY TO THE MORALITIES . Lie not , 61 , xii KEY TO THE ...
... dreams of youth , 60 . Joy and woe commingled in life , 32 . Kind hearts are more than coro- nets , 38 . Kindness reciprocated , 6 . Labor and wait , 46 . Labor brings rest , 34 . KEY TO THE MORALITIES . Lie not , 61 , xii KEY TO THE ...
Side xiv
... 29 , 57 . Wise is brave , 56 . Wise is good , 14 . Work and despair not , 35 . World made up of all sorts of things , 1 . Worst man's mate in my own heart , 36 . Youth's dreams to be rever- enced , 60 . xiv KEY TO THE MORALITIES .
... 29 , 57 . Wise is brave , 56 . Wise is good , 14 . Work and despair not , 35 . World made up of all sorts of things , 1 . Worst man's mate in my own heart , 36 . Youth's dreams to be rever- enced , 60 . xiv KEY TO THE MORALITIES .
Side 8
... dreams himself so great , And his importance of such weight , That all around , in all that's done , Must move and act for him alone , Will learn in school of tribulation The folly of his expectation . COWPER ( The Retired Cat ) . 3 T ...
... dreams himself so great , And his importance of such weight , That all around , in all that's done , Must move and act for him alone , Will learn in school of tribulation The folly of his expectation . COWPER ( The Retired Cat ) . 3 T ...
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... longing brow On England's home . At last , when care had banished sleep , He saw one morning - dreaming - doting- An empty hogshead from the deep Come shoreward floating . He hid it in a cave , and wrought The 26 BEDSIDE POETRY .
... longing brow On England's home . At last , when care had banished sleep , He saw one morning - dreaming - doting- An empty hogshead from the deep Come shoreward floating . He hid it in a cave , and wrought The 26 BEDSIDE POETRY .
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Bedside Poetry; a Parents ?Assistant in Moral Discipline Wendell Phillips Garrison Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2012 |
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beauty BEDSIDE POETRY Beware bird Bitter Gourd Blenheim born brave breath bridge I crost brother CLOUGH COLERIDGE COWPER cried dare dark dear death desert doth dream dust Duty earth EMERSON eyes famous victory fate Father fatherland fear forever fought Freedom God's grave hand hast hath hear heart heaven heritage hither hold in fee Hope Jaffàr labor land LEIGH HUNT light live LONGFELLOW lord LOWELL man's son inherit mother Napoleon night noble o'er Ozymandias pain peace Peschiera pippins poor poor man's son rest Rhodora Ring round sand scorn seems SHAKSPERE shore silent slave smile song sorrow soul sounding spirit stand stood strife submit sweet TENNYSON thee thine things thou art toil true Truth twas twill UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA voice wave weary WHITTIER wild wild bells wild wheel Wise wish to hold WORDSWORTH youth Yussouf
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Side 103 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Side 74 - My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Side 42 - But everybody said," quoth he, "that 'twas a famous victory. My father lived at Blenheim then, yon little stream hard by; they burnt his dwelling to the ground, and he was forced to fly: so with his wife and child he fled, nor had he where to rest his head.
Side 77 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Side 70 - Our toils obscure, and a' that; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The Man's the gowd for a" that. What though on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A Man's a Man for a
Side 82 - Fear no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Side 124 - New occasions teach new duties ; Time makes ancient good uncouth ; They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth ; Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires ! we ourselves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.
Side 136 - TERMINUS. IT is time to be old, To take in sail : — The god of bounds, Who sets to seas a shore, Came to me in his fatal rounds, And said : ' No more ! No farther shoot Thy broad ambitious branches, and thy root. Fancy departs : no more invent ; Contract thy firmament To compass of a tent.
Side 92 - CHARACTER OF A HAPPY LIFE How happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armor is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill!
Side 112 - IN May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods, Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook, To please the desert and the sluggish brook. The purple petals, fallen in the pool, Made the black water with their beauty gay; Here might the redbird come his plumes to cool, And court the flower that cheapens his array.