Voices of the True-heartedMerrihew & Thompson, printers, 1846 - 288 sider |
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... Song , Endymion , The light of Stars , The Brotherhood of Man , by John G. Whittier , 1 The Struggle for Fame , by Charles Mackay , 1 Song of the Free , 1 The Poet , by James Russell Lowell , 2 The Man out of the Moon , 2 The Lady's Yes ...
... Song , Endymion , The light of Stars , The Brotherhood of Man , by John G. Whittier , 1 The Struggle for Fame , by Charles Mackay , 1 Song of the Free , 1 The Poet , by James Russell Lowell , 2 The Man out of the Moon , 2 The Lady's Yes ...
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... Song for August , by Harriet Martineau , 106 Ambition , 154 Lady Clara Vere de Vere , by Alfred Tennyson , 107 Hopes of the Future , 154 107 On some Flowers about a Cottage , 154 108 Means of Civilization , 154 · 108 The Heart's Places ...
... Song for August , by Harriet Martineau , 106 Ambition , 154 Lady Clara Vere de Vere , by Alfred Tennyson , 107 Hopes of the Future , 154 107 On some Flowers about a Cottage , 154 108 Means of Civilization , 154 · 108 The Heart's Places ...
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... Song of the Spirit of Poverty , by Eliza Cook , A Wren's Nest , by William Wordsworth , Women's Rights and Duties , by Lydia Maria Child , • The Forlorn , by James Russell Lowell , Old Maids , by Hans Von Spirgel , Birds , by Lydia ...
... Song of the Spirit of Poverty , by Eliza Cook , A Wren's Nest , by William Wordsworth , Women's Rights and Duties , by Lydia Maria Child , • The Forlorn , by James Russell Lowell , Old Maids , by Hans Von Spirgel , Birds , by Lydia ...
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... song into the air , It fell to earth , I knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong , That it can follow the flight of song ? Long , long afterward , in an oak , I found the arrow , still unbroke ; And the song , from ...
... song into the air , It fell to earth , I knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong , That it can follow the flight of song ? Long , long afterward , in an oak , I found the arrow , still unbroke ; And the song , from ...
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... song , " Where hast thou stayed so long ! " THE LIGHT OF STARS . The night is come , but not too soon ; And sinking silently , All silently , the little moon Drops down behind the sky . There is no light in earth or heaven , But the ...
... song , " Where hast thou stayed so long ! " THE LIGHT OF STARS . The night is come , but not too soon ; And sinking silently , All silently , the little moon Drops down behind the sky . There is no light in earth or heaven , But the ...
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angels beautiful beneath birds blessing blood bosom breast breath brother brow calm capital punishment child clouds cold dark death deep divine doth dream earth evil eyes face faith father fear feel flowers freedom friends gentle give grace grave green hand Hannah Lee happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven holy hope hour human JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL JOHN G land light lips live look LYDIA MARIA CHILD MARY HOWITT mind mother N. P. WILLIS nature neath never night o'er peace poor prayer prison racter round Rübezahl seemed silent sing slave slavery sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spirit stars strong sunshine sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought toil true truth unto Vanity Fair voice weary weep wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind words young
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Side 270 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near...
Side 165 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock. The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Side 207 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Side 21 - ... coldly The rough river ran — Over the brink of it: Picture it — think of it, Dissolute Man! Lave in it, drink of it, Then, if you can! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care: Fashion'd so slenderly, Young and so fair!
Side 268 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
Side 21 - Who was her father? Who was her mother? Had she a sister? Had she a brother? Or was there a dearer one Still, and a nearer one Yet than all other?
Side 215 - Were half the power that fills the world with terror, Were half the wealth bestowed on camps and courts, Given to redeem the human mind from error, There were no need of arsenals or forts: The warrior's name would be a name abhorred!
Side 1 - THE shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior ! His brow was sad ; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue, Excelsior!
Side 258 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil side...
Side 250 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread : Stitch! stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger, and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this