The Young Ladies' Class Book: A Selection of Lessons for Reading, in Prose and VerseGould, Kendall, and Lincoln, 1840 |
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Side 12
... flute , Whose tone seems breathing mournfulness or glee , Even as our hearts may be . e leaves greet thee , Spring ! -the joyous leaves 12 YOUNG LADIES ' CLASS BOOK . athings of Spring Winged Worshippers ect Paragraphs Page Mrs Hemans.
... flute , Whose tone seems breathing mournfulness or glee , Even as our hearts may be . e leaves greet thee , Spring ! -the joyous leaves 12 YOUNG LADIES ' CLASS BOOK . athings of Spring Winged Worshippers ect Paragraphs Page Mrs Hemans.
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... on their couch their limbs again they throw , Where , hours on hours , they , sighing , lie reclined , And court the vapory god , soft - breathing in the wind .. Change . - YOUNG . OOK nature through ; ' 16 YOUNG LADIES ' CLASS BOOR.
... on their couch their limbs again they throw , Where , hours on hours , they , sighing , lie reclined , And court the vapory god , soft - breathing in the wind .. Change . - YOUNG . OOK nature through ; ' 16 YOUNG LADIES ' CLASS BOOR.
Side 17
... breath onian , from warm chambers of the south , alls the first . All , to re - flourish , fades ; na wheel , all sinks to re - ascend- lems of man , who passes , not expires . LESSON VI . Contrasted Soliloquies . - JANE TAYLOR . As ...
... breath onian , from warm chambers of the south , alls the first . All , to re - flourish , fades ; na wheel , all sinks to re - ascend- lems of man , who passes , not expires . LESSON VI . Contrasted Soliloquies . - JANE TAYLOR . As ...
Side 42
... breathe low , the withering leaf Scarce whispers from the tree : So gently flows the parting breath , When good men cease to be . How beautiful on all the hills The crimson light is shed ! ' Tis like the peace the Christian gives To ...
... breathe low , the withering leaf Scarce whispers from the tree : So gently flows the parting breath , When good men cease to be . How beautiful on all the hills The crimson light is shed ! ' Tis like the peace the Christian gives To ...
Side 44
... breathe his flame , Nor mark , within its roseate canopy , Her blush of maiden shame . O Autumn , why so soon Depart the hues that make thy forests glad , - Thy gentle wind and thy fair sunny noon , And leave thee wild and sad ? Ah ...
... breathe his flame , Nor mark , within its roseate canopy , Her blush of maiden shame . O Autumn , why so soon Depart the hues that make thy forests glad , - Thy gentle wind and thy fair sunny noon , And leave thee wild and sad ? Ah ...
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Side 406 - Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me returns Day or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Side 40 - Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone from upland, glade and glen. And now, when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home, 4* When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers, whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them...
Side 39 - 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 105 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair ; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Side 367 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene, The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden, that, with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood; Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Side 318 - Alas, the lofty city ! and alas, The trebly hundred triumphs ! and the day When Brutus made the dagger's edge surpass The conqueror's sword in bearing fame away ! Alas for Tully's voice, and Virgil's lay, And Livy's pictured page ! But these shall be Her resurrection ; all beside— decay. Alas, for Earth, for never shall we see That brightness in her eye she bore when Rome was free ! LXXXIII.
Side 385 - twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whisper'd promised pleasure And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail!
Side 205 - Here woman reigns ; the mother, daughter, wife, Strews with fresh flowers the narrow way of life ; In the clear heaven of her delightful eye, An angel-guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fireside pleasures gambol at her feet. " Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found...
Side 380 - That, chang'd thro' all, and yet in all the same, Great in the earth, as in th' ethereal frame ; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze; Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the 'trees ; Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent...
Side 333 - Trust not for freedom to the Franks They have a king who buys and sells; In native swords, and native ranks, The only hope of courage dwells: But Turkish force, and Latin fraud, Would break your shield, however broad.