Friendship's Forget-me-notT. Nelson, 1849 - 243 sider |
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Side xi
... Gleam of Sunshine Longfellow 132 Sonnet The Poet's Gift Mother's Love F. Hornblower 134 E. Cartwright 136 Anon . 137 The Silent Tower of Bottreaux R. S. Hawker 138 The Becalmed E. L. Montagu 141 The Hope of the Aztecs Frances Brown 143 ...
... Gleam of Sunshine Longfellow 132 Sonnet The Poet's Gift Mother's Love F. Hornblower 134 E. Cartwright 136 Anon . 137 The Silent Tower of Bottreaux R. S. Hawker 138 The Becalmed E. L. Montagu 141 The Hope of the Aztecs Frances Brown 143 ...
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... gleam of sunshine , o'er my path below . Farewell ! and dream not of the past again- I would not wish thy gentle spirit wrung With bitter thoughts , such memories as these Are not for those whose hopes and hearts are young . The world ...
... gleam of sunshine , o'er my path below . Farewell ! and dream not of the past again- I would not wish thy gentle spirit wrung With bitter thoughts , such memories as these Are not for those whose hopes and hearts are young . The world ...
Side 45
... gleam ; O'er him let Conscience ' pangs have no control , And with celestial fire illume his soul ! A. GURNEY . RESERVE . FROM THE FRENCH . SOMETHING Should remain unseen , All the will should not appear ; For light thoughts will ...
... gleam ; O'er him let Conscience ' pangs have no control , And with celestial fire illume his soul ! A. GURNEY . RESERVE . FROM THE FRENCH . SOMETHING Should remain unseen , All the will should not appear ; For light thoughts will ...
Side 47
... gleam , And heard the midnight festival Awake my weary dream ; And all that wealth from farthest shore Or distant wave could bring , Mine eyes have seen , but ne'er before Beheld the blessed spring . Though oft such visions long ago My ...
... gleam , And heard the midnight festival Awake my weary dream ; And all that wealth from farthest shore Or distant wave could bring , Mine eyes have seen , but ne'er before Beheld the blessed spring . Though oft such visions long ago My ...
Side 88
... gleam and glitter through , The thousand fancies there enshrined . Liken those planetary fires , Moving in pomp around the sun , To thy bright hopes and pure desires , That in their path of duty run . And what is that fine shooting ...
... gleam and glitter through , The thousand fancies there enshrined . Liken those planetary fires , Moving in pomp around the sun , To thy bright hopes and pure desires , That in their path of duty run . And what is that fine shooting ...
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amid ANON BARRY CORNWALL beauty beneath blessed blest bloom boughs brave breast breath breeze bright brow calm CAPTAIN'S DAUGHTER charms child clouds dark daugh dead dear death deep doth dream dwell earth eyes faded thing fair fair Summer faith fame fancy flowers foam FORGET-ME-NOT FRANCES BROWN gaze gentle glad gleam glorious glory grave green hand happy hath heart heaven hope hour LADY land life's light linger lips living type lonely look Love's lyre MARY HOWITT memory morn mother ne'er neath night o'er pale Poet's river floweth rose round Rubezahl shade shadow shines sigh silent skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring stars stream summer sunshine sweet tears thee thine thou art thoughts THY DREAM tree voice vow to thee wake wandering Water sleeps wave weary weep WESTWOOD wild winds young youth
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Side 102 - Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present ! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait.
Side 105 - Who, that surveys this span of earth we press, — This speck of life in time's great wilderness, This narrow isthmus 'twixt two boundless seas, The past, the future, two eternities ! — Would sully the bright spot, or leave it bare, When he might build him a proud temple there A name that long shall hallow all its space, And be each purer soul's high resting-place?
Side 90 - SLAVE'S DREAM Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried in the sand. Again, in the mist and shadow of sleep, He saw his Native Land.
Side 239 - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round : The haughtiest breast its wish might bound...
Side 110 - When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise, and ocean rolls, And all is drear...
Side 90 - He saw once more his dark-eyed queen Among her children stand; They clasped his neck, they kissed his cheeks, They held him by the hand!— A tear burst from the sleeper's lids And fell into the sand. And then at furious speed he rode Along the Niger's bank; His bridle-reins were golden chains, And, with a martial clank, At each leap he could feel his scabbard of steel Smiting his stallion's flank.
Side 186 - YES, the Year is growing old, And his eye is pale and bleared ! Death, with frosty hand and cold, Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely, — sorely...
Side 16 - Oh, who shall lightly say that fame Is nothing but an empty name. When but for those our mighty dead All ages past a blank would be, Sunk in Oblivion's murky bed, A desert bare, a shipless sea?
Side 108 - Go, wing thy flight from star to star, From world to luminous world, as far As the universe spreads its flaming wall; Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years, One minute of heaven is worth them all...
Side 102 - Trust no future, howe'er pleasant ; Let the dead past bury its dead ; Act, act in the living present, Heart within, and God o'erhead.