Wood-notes; Or, Carolina Carols: A Collection of North Carolina Poetry, Volume 1Warren L. Pomeroy, 1854 - American literature |
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Wood-Notes; Or, Carolina Carols: A Collection of North Carolina Poetry, Volume 1 Mary Bayard Clarke No preview available - 2016 |
Wood-Notes; Or, Carolina Carols: A Collection of North Carolina ..., Volume 1 Mary Bayard Clarke No preview available - 2019 |
Wood-Notes; Or, Carolina Carols: A Collection of North Carolina Poetry Mary Bayard Clarke No preview available - 2019 |
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angel beam beauty BELSHAZZAR'S FEAST beneath bird bless blest bliss bloom bosom bower breast breath bright bright eye bright wave brightest brow Catawba clouds cold dark dearest death deep dost doth dream earth eternal face fair flame flash fling flowers FRANCIS L gathering gaze gems gentle gloom glorious glory glow golden grave Greece happy hath heart Heaven heavenly hills holy hope hour life's light look Love's mighty morning mountain mournful ne'er Neath never night NORTH CAROLINA o'er pale passed peace prayer rest rise roll rolling cloud round scene seraph shadows fall shining sigh silent sing sink sleep smile soar song sorrow soul spirit spring star stream sunny sweet Sweet Mary sweetest swell tear thee thine thou art thought thro throne trembling truth Twas Twill voice wave weary weeping whip-poor-will winds wings YE stars youth
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Page 87 - Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God; where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried; the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.
Page 100 - Carolina, Carolina. Heaven's blessings attend her; While we live we will cherish, protect, and defend her.
Page 223 - Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, . Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to misery all he had, a tear: He gained from heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend.
Page 127 - ... the boy : He never raised his head, But still went on, and said, " Give us This day our daily bread." I waited till the child was done, Still listening as he prayed ; And, when he rose, I asked him why The Lord's prayer he had said.
Page 118 - The poor boy sighed, and gently said : " Sister, I wish that I could see!" " The flowers, you say, are very fair, And bright green leaves are on the trees, And pretty birds are singing there: How beautiful for one who sees ! " Yet I the fragrant flowers can smell, And I can feel the green leaf's shade, And I can hear the notes that swell From* those dear birds that God has made. " So, sister, God to me is kind, Though sight, alas ! he has not given, But tell me, are there any blind Among the children...
Page 125 - To labor, she would leave her home, For children must be fed ; And glad was she when she could buy A shilling's worth of bread.
Page 119 - That God would spare her sightless child. He felt her warm tears on his face, And said — " Oh, never weep for me ; I'm going to a bright, bright place, Where God my Saviour I shall see.
Page 127 - She said, we children now must starve, Our father being dead ; And then I told her not to cry, For I could get some bread. "
Page 118 - Dear Mary," said the poor blind boy, " That little bird sings very long : Say — do you see him in his joy, And is he pretty as his song ? " " Yes, Edward, yes," replied the maid ; " I see the bird on yonder tree.