Friendship's Offering: And Winter's Wreath: a Christmas and New Year's PresentSmith, Elder, 1852 |
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Էջ 32 - Learn, by a mortal yearning, to ascend, Seeking a higher object. Love was given, Encouraged, sanctioned, chiefly for that end ; For this the passion to excess was driven, That self might be annulled : her bondage prove The fetters of a dream opposed to love.
Էջ 127 - With joy — and oft an unintruding guest, I watched her secret toils from day to day, How true she warped the moss to form her nest, And modelled it within with wood and clay.
Էջ 37 - What, and wherein it doth exist, This light, this glory, this fair luminous mist, This beautiful and beauty-making power.
Էջ 124 - I say, as I thus sat, joying in my own happy condition, and pitying this poor rich man that owned this and many other pleasant groves and meadows about me, I did thankfully remember what my Saviour said, that the meek possess the earth...
Էջ 146 - OOK what immortal floods the sunset pours Upon us — Mark ! how still (as though in dreams Bound) the once wild and terrible Ocean seems ! How silent are the winds ! no billow roars ; But all is tranquil as Elysian shores ! The silver margin which aye runneth round The moon-enchanted sea, hath here no sound ; Even Echo speaks not on these radiant moors ! What ! is the Giant of the ocean dead, Whose strength was all...
Էջ 114 - Let the earth Put forth the verdant grass, herb yielding seed, And fruit-tree yielding fruit after her kind; Whose seed is in herself upon the earth.
Էջ 37 - Of aspect more sublime : that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world. Is lightened; that serene and blessed mood. In which the affections gently lead us on, Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul; While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy.
Էջ 72 - THE RECALL. COME again ! Come again ' Sunshine cometh after rain. As a lamp fed newly burneth, Pleasure, who doth fly, returneth, Scattering every cloud of pain. As the year, which dies in showers, Riseth in a world of flowers, Called by many a vernal strain, Come thou, — for whom tears were falling, And a thousand tongues are calling! Come again, O come again ' Like the sunshine after rain ! XII,— THE EXILE'S FAREWELL.
Էջ 127 - And by and by, like heath-bells gilt with dew, There lay her shining eggs as bright as flowers, Ink-spotted over, shells of green and blue; And there I witnessed, in the summer hours, A brood of nature's minstrels chirp and fly, Glad as the sunshine and the laughing sky.
Էջ 313 - I ran home from the river-side, and felt no heart within me till I had come in here to the fireside, and seen you moving near me ! " You know the lone house all in ruins upon the hill — I fear it, mother, more than my tongue can tell you! I have been taken through it, in my dreams, in terrible company, and here I could describe to you its bleak apartments, one by one — its vaults, pitch dark, and...