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... wings to soar Above consuming care ; Our pinions flag at noon ; at night We shudder with despair . To - day we meet the friends we love , And rapture fills the heart ; To - morrow anguish wrings the breast- For we are forced to part ...
... wings to soar Above consuming care ; Our pinions flag at noon ; at night We shudder with despair . To - day we meet the friends we love , And rapture fills the heart ; To - morrow anguish wrings the breast- For we are forced to part ...
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... wings of sleep , Or dew on the unconscious flowers ! I might forget her melting prayer , While wildering leisures ... wing ; When bursting buds and dewy grass , And waters leaping to the light , And all that makes the pulses pass With ...
... wings of sleep , Or dew on the unconscious flowers ! I might forget her melting prayer , While wildering leisures ... wing ; When bursting buds and dewy grass , And waters leaping to the light , And all that makes the pulses pass With ...
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... wings . Thou loveliest one of all on earth , of my own self a part , The choicest of celestial gifts , and nearest to my heart , O , never shall this arm forbear my chosen to defend , And never shall this heart grow cold till life's ...
... wings . Thou loveliest one of all on earth , of my own self a part , The choicest of celestial gifts , and nearest to my heart , O , never shall this arm forbear my chosen to defend , And never shall this heart grow cold till life's ...
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... wing of the death angel is upon our hearthstone ; the stern old reaper has not cut down one of our gentle blue - eyed blos- soms ; yet how uncertain is our life , and how frail is our hold of earthly bliss ! And so , as to - night I ...
... wing of the death angel is upon our hearthstone ; the stern old reaper has not cut down one of our gentle blue - eyed blos- soms ; yet how uncertain is our life , and how frail is our hold of earthly bliss ! And so , as to - night I ...
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... wing All day their heaven - tuned praises sing . " Ah , yes ! with joy the April rain Thrills nature's breast ; but mine with pain Sigheth , he will not come again . " I CAN'T . NEVER say , " I can't , " my dear ; Never say it . When ...
... wing All day their heaven - tuned praises sing . " Ah , yes ! with joy the April rain Thrills nature's breast ; but mine with pain Sigheth , he will not come again . " I CAN'T . NEVER say , " I can't , " my dear ; Never say it . When ...
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Page 34 - And Deering's Woods are fresh and fair, And with joy that is almost pain My heart goes back to wander there, And among the dreams of the days that were I find my lost youth again. And the strange and beautiful song, The groves are repeating it still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts
Page 107 - SOME murmur when their sky is clear And wholly bright to view, If one small speck of dark appear In their great heaven of blue ; And some with thankful love are filled, If but one streak of light, One ray of God's good mercy, gild The darkness of their night.
Page 31 - YOUTH. OFTEN I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea ; Often in thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town, And my youth comes back to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Page 33 - The drum-beat repeated o'er and o'er, And the bugle wild and shrill. And the music of that old song Throbs in my memory still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Page 207 - Since trifles make the sum of human things, And half our misery from our foibles springs ; Since life's best joys consist in peace and ease, And though but few can serve, yet all may please; O let the ungentle spirit learn from hence, A small unkindness is a great offence. To spread large bounties though we wish in vain, Yet all may shun the guilt of giving pain...
Page 35 - A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.' And Deering's Woods are fresh and fair, And with joy that is almost pain My heart goes back to wander there, And among the dreams of the days that were, I find my lost youth again. And the strange and beautiful song, The groves are repeating it still: 'A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Page 209 - Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable his judgments, and his paths beyond tracing out!
Page 192 - Whose adorning let it not be that outward adorning of plaiting the hair, and of wearing of gold, or of putting on of apparel ; but let it be the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptible, even the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price.
Page 32 - And the burden of that old song, It murmurs and whispers still: "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Page 111 - It is by the promulgation of sound morals in the community, and more especially by the training and instruction of the young, that woman performs her part towards the preservation of a free government It is...