My Teacher's New Year's Present: For the Year 1849Frederick Turell Gray B.H. Greene, 1849 - 64 sider |
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Side 20
... cheer Man's pilgrim ' path below , The richest treasure resteth here , Which they are blest who know . Whilst love plays round the smiling hearth , ' Tis Heaven's own bliss enjoyed on earth . THE HOME OF MY CHILDHOOD . BY BENJAMIN W ...
... cheer Man's pilgrim ' path below , The richest treasure resteth here , Which they are blest who know . Whilst love plays round the smiling hearth , ' Tis Heaven's own bliss enjoyed on earth . THE HOME OF MY CHILDHOOD . BY BENJAMIN W ...
Side 33
... cheers the evening sky ; A liquid pearl that glitters there , No sorrows now intrude ; A richer gem than monarchs wear , The tear of gratitude . But ne'er shall narrow love of self , Invite the tribute forth , Nor can the sordid slave ...
... cheers the evening sky ; A liquid pearl that glitters there , No sorrows now intrude ; A richer gem than monarchs wear , The tear of gratitude . But ne'er shall narrow love of self , Invite the tribute forth , Nor can the sordid slave ...
Side 44
... cheers my heart to see them play together . " As I looked round that small room , ( the only furniture in which was a bed , a table , two chairs , and a few books on some old shelves , ) and beheld this poor woman and this venerable man ...
... cheers my heart to see them play together . " As I looked round that small room , ( the only furniture in which was a bed , a table , two chairs , and a few books on some old shelves , ) and beheld this poor woman and this venerable man ...
Side 50
... Cheer thou the weary pilgrim on , To yonder mansion cold ; And may the same for thee be done , When thou thyself art old . The following were found among the papers of their late lamented author . THE GOOD MAN DIES . BY JONATHAN CHAPMAN ...
... Cheer thou the weary pilgrim on , To yonder mansion cold ; And may the same for thee be done , When thou thyself art old . The following were found among the papers of their late lamented author . THE GOOD MAN DIES . BY JONATHAN CHAPMAN ...
Side 53
... Let me hear Thy voice , this gloomy way to cheer ; Thou ' st often said , that heaven was home , Come , dearest mother , come , come , come . 54 THE CHRISTIAN'S DEATH . ABOUT two weeks after my WHAT MEANS THIS , MOTHER ? 53.
... Let me hear Thy voice , this gloomy way to cheer ; Thou ' st often said , that heaven was home , Come , dearest mother , come , come , come . 54 THE CHRISTIAN'S DEATH . ABOUT two weeks after my WHAT MEANS THIS , MOTHER ? 53.
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Amidst BIBLE blessed blest bliss enjoyed born breath bright cheer child CHILDHOOD comfort crystal bell DEAREST PLACE delight distinctly hear doubt earthly benefactor enjoyed on earth ETERNAL faith fall Father feeble feel flowers forget friends gifts glad GOLDEN FRUIT grateful hands were clasped happy heard heart heaven Heaven's own bliss holy house of God humble hymn JONATHAN CHAPMAN kind KNELT IN PRAYER Lafayette lips liquid pearl little book live look love plays round MOTHER KNELT mother's voice ne'er never night o'er old woman pain PLACE IS HOME pleasant pleasure poor praise remember The house round the smiling Saviour seen sent sick sing smiling hearth soon soul SPEAK NO ILL spirit sun Came peeping sweet sweetest tear of gratitude Thanksgiving thine things thou thought Tis Heaven's told TREE WITH GOLDEN viour walked Whilst love plays young
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Side 48 - IN the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime.
Side 17 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow.
Side 49 - When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me, Lo ! it glows with peace and joy.
Side 16 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Side 56 - My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; And my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips; When I remember thee upon my bed, And meditate on thee in the night watches. Because thou hast been my help, Therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice.
Side 17 - ... remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The...
Side 17 - I remember, I remember The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily-cups — Those flowers made of light! The lilacs where the robin built, And where my brother set The laburnum on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet...
Side 61 - LIKE snow that falls where waters glide, Earth's pleasures fade away ; They melt in time's destroying tide, And cold are while they stay ; But joys that from religion flow, Like stars that gild the night, Amid the darkest gloom of woe, Shine forth with sweetest light.
Side 11 - ... the remotest curmudgeon among them all. From the arrangement of the seats in the nave, and the labels pasted or painted on them, I judged that the women sat on one side and the men on the other, and the seats for various orders of magistrates, and for ecclesiastical and collegiate people, were likewise marked out.
Side 32 - They lift their dewy buds and bells, In garden, mead, and field: — They lurk in every sunless path, Where forest children tread; — They dot, like stars, the sacred turf, Which lies above the dead. They sport with every playful wind, That stirs the blooming trees, And laugh on every fragrant bush, All full of toiling bees : — From the green marge of lake and stream, Fresh vale, and mountain sod, They look in gentle glory forth — The pure sweet flowers of God.